The maids stopped before two large doors. From the outside Cedric could already feel multiple strong presences. The maids bowed then excused themselves.
Cedric drew in a deep breath. For the first time, he was nervous. His stomach churned but he still stepped forward. The doors opened on their own and he stepped into the room.
The first thing that welcomed him was the pressure and dominating presence. It was 100 times stronger than what he felt outside. He was almost scared, but still he held his calm expression.
The moment he stepped in, the room went silent, and they noticed him immediately. "You finally showed up." Azrael chimed from the corner, holding a gold cup in his hand. He still had that mischievous look.
"So this was the reason we were called. I knew it was nothing good once I saw all your faces." Another voice sneered from the table. A man with striking features, he possessed pitch black hair and Violet eyes.
