An intense cold lanced through the chamber as the Lotus Maw Monarch and her sect arrived. Their lower snake bodies wiped every seat aside while their Monarch ascended toward her position around the Council floating table.
Laughter surged out as the Eclipse Sect and their Monarch, Zarek, arrived. Crystals formed in the walls of the tower the moment Zarek glided through the air to land beside Sola.
The moment the Faceless Monarch arrived, the ground beneath Leon's boots elevated and floated. The ring bar formed around him and began spinning as Zarek turned a softened expression toward him.
"Leon Storm."
All the murmurs stopped when he began speaking.
"You have finally proven to the Council of Seol-Mujin that you can balance your Creator self and the Destroyer self your father could not."
The tip of the hair on Leon's chin touched the chest plate of the blackened war suit as he looked down at his palms. 'Was Dad never able to balance them?'
