While Cassandra blankly stared at Alexander as she pondered his suggestion, the Enforcers were done addressing the primordials.
A few of them had hardened expressions on their faces, their eyes darting amongst themselves and then to Alexander, unsure of how to proceed.
What the primordials had asked of them made the lot of them uncomfortable. Of course, there were those whose anger had yet to subside, and they made no attempts to hide it.
"Alexander, you've been summoned."
One of the chiefs straight-up addressed Alexander, foregoing the title of 'Lord' entirely. With how indignant they were, it was to be expected.
'These morons are courting death!'
Calyndra inwardly exclaimed, her core thumping anxiously. Her eyes darted to the mysterious figure of the boy, silently hoping he didn't take offence!
'The boy doesn't really care about that,' Drakmor stepped in to calm his anxious colleagues.
'Still…'
