As the conversations continued around me, I found myself becoming less interested in what everyone was saying and more interested in the people themselves.
These weren't ordinary guests. They represented races that had lived for thousands upon thousands of years as the mightiest races of the Prime universe.
Evelyn had mentioned that she intended to invite only the strongest representatives each race could spare, but standing here now, I couldn't help wondering whether that was actually true.
My eyes drifted toward the Dragon delegation.
Kaelra, I had absolutely no doubts about. Even without releasing her aura, the pressure surrounding her felt almost identical to Evelyn's. If I had to guess, both women stood only a step away from reaching the absolute peak of the Saint realm. They weren't merely powerful Saints. They were the kind of monsters capable of deciding wars by themselves.
But then there were the two daughters.
Lyra and Sera.
They looked young.
Far too young.
