Inside a basement room hidden from even the most trustful servant in the tower, a pale-skinned demon with a simple nightgown sat in front of a table.
The table, made of a strong black timber excellent in channeling mana, was in a circular shape. There was no chair around it except for the one used by the demon; instead, eight communication orbs connected to the table' circuits were placed in eight directions. Six of them glowed, including the one in front of the pale-skinned demon.
"Did you get the invitation?" the demon asked.
[Everyone gets it] one of the communication orbs replied. [This is the usual party he does every five years]
"Hmm..." the demon glanced at the luxurious-looking card they placed beside the orb. It had an insignia with two black wings on it; meaning that it wasn't an invitation from the realm, but Ra Natha personally. "How should we proceed with this? Will you come?"
