The moment Don gave the signal with a dramatic flourish, none of the heirs moved.
A deep silence stretched between them high above the Source of Expansion, the red sky and four suns casting long, dramatic shadows across their forms.
Then, almost as one, they flashed smiles — some sharp, some playful, some quietly confident — before smoothly storing their weapons away.
Several of them shot Riona a wry, knowing glance.
The very embodiment of all weapons just shrugged, a small, elegant smile playing on her lips. She knew exactly why they acted that way.
"Pfft, that won't save you…" she muttered, fully aware they feared having their own weapons turned against them.
But that fear was pointless, because she was the weapons, and the weapons were her.
Which meant there was nowhere to hide.
Hearing her words, they stayed silent, knowing nothing they could do would truly stop her.
