Silence descended upon the vast expanse of air and space in which everyone floated, a suffocating, expectant quiet that seemed to stretch infinitely. Those who had the presence of mind prudently increased the distance between themselves and Anthony's team, wary of being dragged into any situation that might prove dangerous.
Others, however, wore smiles upon their faces, not the frivolous, careless smiles they had worn earlier, before the members of the Bone race had been struck down, but a different kind of recognition. They weren't smiling earlier because the First Supreme Monarch was about to be eliminated; no, they smiled because they recognized Anthony.
