After announcing all those things with a tone of finality, the High Priests silently left the meeting room, their faces filled with reverence and disbelief. Each of them wore a solemn expression, clearly shaken and awestruck by Victor's words. The room, once heavy with political tension, now echoed with the lingering weight of prophecy and uncertainty.
Inside the vast chamber, only Helena, Sera, and Victor remained.
Sera sat leisurely on one of the ornate chairs, her legs crossed, arms folded, and a playful smile tugging at the corners of her lips. There was an amused glint in her eyes as she looked at Victor.
"I still can't believe you went and played your little schemes here too," she muttered, shaking her head slowly, voice low with disapproval but edged with admiration.
