The banquet hall sparkled like a palace.
Crystal chandeliers hung from the domed ceiling, twinkling with warm golden light across the polished floors. Long tables stretched across the hall, with luxuriously dressed guests sitting on some chairs while others stood with wine and champagne glasses in hand.
The entrance to the banquet did not stop pouring in more guests. They wore tailored suits and beautiful gowns, walking with graceful steps as they plastered fake and genuine smiles on their lips.
Although there were some differences in their races and countries where they came from, one thing was in common. Every single person here carried power. Some ruled cities. Some controlled markets and industries. Others decided whether a nation could thrive or collapse with a single phone call.
They greeted one another like old friends.
