Chapter 89: Asleep
In another location, a place shrouded in absolute darkness, a vast, circular table sat at the center of an enigmatic space. Around it were seated ten human-like figures, each radiating a unique aura of mystery and power.
Some lounged in a relaxed, almost indifferent manner. Others sat upright with a regal authority etched into their very posture. One figure, however, was fast asleep, as though the matters unfolding around her were of no concern whatsoever.
None of them uttered a word. Silence prevailed as they all kept their gazes fixed upon a massive screen hovering above the center of the table.
A colossal heads-up display glowed faintly, illuminating their shadowed faces with its light. On it, the image of Asher appeared, moving with brutal efficiency as he tore through the assassins like a dragon laying waste to a swarm of insects, insignificant and powerless in comparison.
During the True Awakening, the Wargrave family had not been the only ones observing the unfolding events. These ten mysterious beings had scattered enchanted crows throughout the forest, each bird acting as a sentient surveillance device. Through the eyes of those creatures, they had watched every moment with meticulous attention.
These ten had existed for ages, their presence rooted deep in the hidden histories of Crymora. Following the catastrophic fall of the Star Fragment, a moment in history that irreversibly altered the world, they had risen to power in secrecy.
Their true goals remained unknown.
Though whispers of their existence circulated among those who stood at the pinnacle of global power, no one knew their true number.
Yet these ten stood above nearly all known entities. They rarely showed themselves and only acted personally when they wished to eliminate a being of significant strength.
Then, as the True Awakening came to a close, the massive display vanished, its light snuffed out like a candle in the dark. The room was plunged once more into silence and shadow.