"Yes, as you know, the only place on Earth that isn't afraid of offending Emberweave is the Qing Empire. Others may claim they aren't afraid, but they would think three times before doing anything that harms Emberweave's interests," one of the mages said, his voice tinged with disdain.
"Hmph!" Another snorted. "Of course they would. Who wouldn't? If you're so brave, why don't you take off your mask and show us who you are?"
"You—"
"Silence!" a voice of authority interrupted. It wasn't loud, but the calm tone carried undeniable command.
"Enough bickering! We're here because of our shared interests, not to quarrel," said another masked figure, his voice laden with authority. He wore a carnival mask, concealing all identifying features, as his entire body was covered in robes.
The room fell silent, and the mages seemed to hold this figure in high regard.
