"Formation of Creation?" she repeated, her voice soft but carrying clearly through the tense silence.
The moment Celeste finished speaking, the chamber plunged into a suffocating silence.
The two Exalted Wardens turned their featureless silhouettes toward the four women who had just walked in uninvited. For a brief second, nothing happened.
Then—
HUMMMM!
A heavy wave of intangible pressure seemed to radiate from the two silhouettes seated at the head of the table.
It wasn't meant to frighten the women or anything like that—no, it felt more like an instinctive reaction, an outburst they couldn't quite control.
As in this moment, even a simple glance from them was enough to send an involuntary shiver through these Essences.
The air itself seemed to twist and distort as the highest authorities in the room directed their full attention toward the newcomers.
But something was wrong.
