"Say it."
She suddenly said, looking right at him, almost like she could listen to his thoughts.
"I don't believe you'd have me brought all the way here, allow the Umbrawyrs to know of my existence, just to kill me so I don't take away your throne."
White said, and she smiled.
"Exactly as I predicted. And yes, I didn't ask for you to be brought here just to kill you. I could have achieved that purpose myself from millions of miles away."
She claimed, and while White knew it should be impossible for someone to kill another from millions of miles away, her neutral expression made him question his own belief.
"So...why am I here then?"
He asked, steering away from the topic of his death.
"My purpose is simple."
She said, and in the next moment, her right hand reached outward, palm spread wide as White watched the void quiver.
Something suddenly appeared out of thin air, floating inches above the center of her palm.
"Is that..."
