The room suddenly felt heavier, as if the very air had thickened with power. Even though none of them were physically present, their sheer will and presence leaked through the visual communication crystals, pressing down like invisible mountains.
Lilith clenched her fist. This is going to be troublesome…
"Ahhh, this is some good tea… You should try some."
She blinked, glancing to her side. The headmaster, somewhere along the line, had produced a full tea set, complete with steam rising from a porcelain cup.
When did he…?
She gave up trying to understand. Why would I ever expect an old monster like him to be comprehensible?
Across the crystal array, Kadelas Moonveil's icy gaze cut through the silence. The Elf King looked utterly unimpressed, his patience threadbare. His long white hair shimmered faintly with magic as his anger surged.
"That's enough. You've wasted our time long enough. No more stalling. I want an explanation. Where is my daughter?"
