With those words, the patriarch's body faintly dazzled before vanishing out of everyone's sight. He left without a hint of noise echoing out, his departure as mysterious as his presence had been commanding. The space where he had stood shimmered for a moment, reality itself seeming to bend and flex before settling back into normalcy.
The other Senior Mages gathered to themselves, each of them murmuring about that mission. Their faces were masks of careful neutrality, but their eyes betrayed a mix of curiosity and concern.
The mission that Gladius and Arianna had chosen was no small feat, and even these seasoned mages couldn't help but wonder at the outcome.
All the while, the Royal Princes and Princesses held highly confident expressions, their eyes gleaming with a mixture of anticipation and malice. They stood apart from the rest, their postures radiating an air of superiority that seemed to push others away.
