"Tell me everything you know about this monolith," Kai Syaoran said, his voice directed to no one in particular yet carrying a quiet authority that brooked no refusal.
By the time he casually retraced his steps back toward the massive structure, the female Divine Lord who had been meticulously orchestrating her escape suddenly found herself standing directly before him. She had been seamlessly warped through space without sensing even a microscopic shift in the local laws. A loud, heavy gulp escaped her throat as she finally accepted the terrifying reality before her. The individuals standing in her presence had to be genuine Dao Absolutes; even the mighty Archon Lords, formidable powerhouses of the eighth step, lacked the absolute authority required to manipulate spatial coordinates on this locked island.
