The moment his words ended, the ten seconds had passed... But the damage had already been done.
The hall was still reeling from the flood of unintended truths when the sons of Ash moved.
One moment, Xeros, Quell, Drake, Klaus, Kade, Riyan, and Rye were seated on their respective thrones.
The next, they were already surrounding Eldrin in a tight, intimidating circle.
The sudden appearance left many guests gasping.
There was no mana, no spatial distortion, no flash of light — they had simply been there, as if the reality itself had bent to their will.
Kaelthyr saw this and let out a laugh.
He had been back for some time now, and with Nia's grace earned, he no longer needed to hide.
With him was his wife, Meeka, the woman he had met while fighting Lust Demons.
She settled herself comfortably on his lap, a faint smile playing at the corners of her lips.
"What a foolish boy," he remarked, his words echoing through the hall with a mix of amusement and disbelief.
