"The Supreme Monarchs have been asking for your presence for days now," Warlord Raelith began, his tone formal yet straightforward. "From what I was told, you've been in seclusion. After relaying that information to them, I was instructed to inform you that your presence is required, if, of course, you emerged from seclusion within the week."
He spoke directly, choosing not to linger on unnecessary pleasantries or hesitation.
Anthony and Vega exchanged a brief glance but remained silent after hearing Raelith's words. Anthony didn't bother asking what the meeting concerned; he already knew the Supreme Monarchs would never reveal such details to Raelith.
"Thank you for the information," Anthony said calmly.
Raelith nodded once in acknowledgment. Without another word, he turned, stepped out of the room, and closed the door behind him. His figure blurred, dissolving into the air as he teleported away, leaving the floating island entirely.
