"The winners are the Mysterious Mountain Sect, triumphant with an advantage of 26 points. Yet, the great sects harbor suspicions about their origins."
The declaration came from Elder Bao of the Infinite Wisdom Sect, a man whose flowing blonde hair contrasted with rather generic facial features.
"What does Elder Bao mean by that?" As Corey spoke, their voice flowed through the tense air like a soothing melody, soft yet resonant, neither deep nor high - each syllable dancing gracefully upon the ears of the listeners. The elders, aware of the persuasive effect in Corey's voice, consciously steeled themselves against its subtle pull.
