Another refused to leave seclusion at all, yet his voice passed through the entire ancestral mountain and ordered every younger member of his bloodline to stay away from Paradise until the storm around the Heavenchilds had finished deciding what it wanted to destroy while they also try to know as much as they can about Phei.
A third ancestor laughed when he heard Danton had vanished.
He found the entire thing amusing right up until his senses stretched beyond his estate and brushed against what remained in the world.
Whatever he felt there killed the laughter immediately.
Perhaps that reaction explained the mood spreading through the ancient families better than anything else could; for generations, the strongest bloodlines on Earth had understood one another through strength.
They hated each other, fought, stole, married, betrayed, allied and occasionally buried one another beneath mountains, but there had always been an old understanding beneath the violence:
