The Emperor Supreme didn't say much.
Within seconds, the chamber around them simply dissolved, and Emery felt the unmistakable sensation of being moved somewhere else entirely. There was no waypoint, no teleportation gate, and no spatial passage that he could recognize; one moment he was standing in the meeting chamber, and the next, he had been relocated as effortlessly as a thought moving from one place to another.
The chamber was replaced by a vast, empty white space that stretched endlessly in every direction.
Only Emery, the White Sage, the five other Supremes, and Warwick, the Wolf Clan representative, remained.
Everyone else had simply disappeared.
Not a single person objected.
The authority behind the White Sage's decision seemed absolute. At the same time, seven of the twelve races were present, while two more had already shown their support.
