Hearing Osko, everyone froze.
In the end, none of the elders moved. They just looked away, pretending to be invisible.
After all, it wasn't their doing.
So, they could hardly be blamed.
In the distance, the older woman was the first to reach the faintly glowing silver soul. Her eyes glinted at its cold beauty. Draevor screamed at her from the distance as he struggled against the Rulers around him.
"You will regret this! Mark my words!! You all—every last one of you ungrateful, greedy, heartless Celestials! You all call yourselves Rulers, high and mighty. Is this the justice you claim to uphold? Now I see why that dark being killed Nathaniel so mercilessly! He was just like you—cruel and ungrateful!"
His words did make the woman and Yizhe, who was directly behind her, halt for a split second. A trace of fear and apprehension crossed the duo's eyes, but it was fleeting.
They both knew what had to be done.
