A sudden ripple of light shimmered in the air, and in an instant, four figures appeared in the dimly lit room. The intricate lines of a teleportation array glowed beneath their feet, fading quickly as the magic completed its purpose.
Great Elder White Fang, standing tall with his piercing eyes and a commanding presence, glanced around briefly to ensure the successful arrival of his companions.
Beside him stood Lord Terrace, Lord Ashbourne, and Lady Leah—each emanating an air of authority befitting the heads of their respective Fated Families. All four were here for a purpose that weighed heavily on their shoulders.
"I don't think I'll ever get used to teleportation." Lord Acheon said with a frown. He genuinely felt like throwing up but with a little manipulation of mana, he regained himself.
