Somewhere in a KTV, inside the most luxurious private room, the only source of light was the colorful light dangling above, constantly swaying in the dim environment.
In the eerily silent and oppressive atmosphere, only the songs on the screen continued to play.
Around the marble table in the center of the room, twenty to thirty men knelt on one knee in a circle, their faces no longer fierce as usual, now looking up respectfully toward the four small black robes on the table.
The traditional wizard attire: small black robes with large hoods and long cloaks, their necks loosely tied with black ropes.
On their head areas instead were four displays, showing expressionless panda heads, and each Tablet Spirit wore a pair of black sunglasses to exhibit their fierceness.
