Hearing all this, Logan nodded.
The Ancient Tribunal was, in essence, the Lost World's neutral enforcement squad. The Observers were the enforcers; they only punished rule-breakers and took no sides. For now, they had no conflict of interest with us.
Just then, deafening cheers erupted from outside. The victory celebration had clearly reached its peak.
Suddenly, Violet's brow twitched. Her royal blood's Resonance stone sent a faint, subtle tremor through her. It felt like a totem mark in a certain sector had just lost contact.
She frowned slightly, assuming some of her men hadn't had time to repair the damaged totem arrays after the battle, so she didn't worry about it.
Logan put the invitation back into his storage space and stood up. "There's no rush on the Ancient Tribunal matter. Let's handle what's right in front of us first."
"Once the celebration ends, we can study the invitation at our leisure."
