At the Council of Elders, built atop the thousand-blade-high peak, the atmosphere was solemn.
The current chief elder, and diamond-tier powerhouse, Otto, was looking down with an expression of grief and indignation at the gathered members of the Council of Elders.
"Owen, this vile creature, has gone too far! He has insulted the royal family and killed my son. Such blood feuds are irreconcilable!"
"Fellow colleagues, are you willing to join me in slaying this villain and exterminating his entire clan?"
Otto's cold, ruthless voice echoed. His already tall figure, standing on the high platform, seemed like a small giant. The luxurious mage robe on his body fluttered.
His pale golden eyes appeared to contain endless fury, stirring the void.
Below, the members of the Council of Elders were incited, shouting in unison, "Kill Owen, exterminate his clan!"
"Kill Leslie, annihilate the Duke's household!"
