As if to validate every word Princess Lenavira had just spoken, Craig's towering figure stepped confidently into the very center of the tenth-floor hall, his black cloak billowing behind him as his cold gaze swept across the gathered crowd.
The murmur of conversation died instantly, the silence thick and oppressive as all eyes turned to him.
With a voice like grinding stone—deep, powerful, and commanding—he spoke, his words echoing through the vast chamber. "Today, I have come here to the tenth hall for a very special reason. As you all know, a very funny situation has arisen in the Tower of Truth. A human—from a foreign land, no less—has not only reached the top of the Pillar of Divine Appraisal but has surpassed the talent of anyone who has ever lived in the Lost Continent." His voice was calm, but every word was laced with venomous disdain.
