"Welcome to the Babel Tower."
As soon as the masters of the Sacred Races heard those words, all of them immediately knelt and lowered their heads, shouting in unison.
"Hail the Scarlet King!" Their voices, filled with awe, respect, admiration, and devotion, echoed through the hall as they gazed at the young man. The Scarlet King's ability to seemingly control the world with his mind, coupled with his ever-growing aura of mystery and power, was a captivating sight.
Cain nodded before waving his hand, indicating they should rise. His eyes moved through each of their faces, paying particular attention to the Prime Ministers of the Sacred Races. These six had been present during the last stages of the wars, taking control over the logistical matters and planning, and their abilities were especially helpful while Cain was in a coma healing his Ego Wave.
