"Listen well Primordials, the All-King sends a message."
Blues relaxed his shoulders and took a deep breath.
He looked at Ralph and the others, then closed his eyes.
Ralph raised an eyebrow but didn't move. He had a few guesses of what would happen next but he wasn't sure.
Behind him, most of the new Primordials were looking at each other with different thoughts in their heads.
They wouldn't be here if they had not been severely beaten to stupor on such short notice.
Every one of them was immediately overpowered when they encountered the Primordials of the League.
Only a few like the Primordial Octopus of Machines or Primordial Butterfly of Dreams had actually been able to hold up a fight but even they were beaten up too.
That there were more Primordials on the list did not mean that the loyalists of Kael were at a disadvantage.
All they had to do was communicate through the system and know which Primordial was giving them trouble.
