"I object."
The Second Supreme Monarch's voice echoed through the hidden realm like a cold ripple across still cosmic waters. At his words, gazes turned sharply towards him, everyone staring curiously, as though trying to decipher what kind of declaration he was about to make.
"What do you mean, you object, Second Supreme Monarch?" the First Supreme Monarch asked calmly, his tone devoid of irritation, merely seeking clarity as golden rings spiraled slowly within his eyes like celestial halos rotating around an unseen axis.
The Second Supreme Monarch's crimson eyes shifted to him, the blood-red glow meeting the golden-ringed eyes of the First Supreme Monarch. The air thickened subtly, a quiet pressure spreading through the realm as the cosmic seats emitted faint hums.
