The other elders landed beside Osko, their eyes severely sweeping over the countless Celestials who had slowly gathered around the scene—some followers of the powerful Rulers present, others drawn here after the ice scattered, hoping to get the spoils from whatever had happened here, but they were stopped by the strong warriors and Giants, ultimately ending up as mere spectators.
One of the elders cleared his throat.
"Well, even if it's a mess, we need to give those around us a proper explanation—to calm the people who have been unsettled by the commotion for so many days."
Osko and the other elders nodded.
The woman, Mirabel, finally stood up.
Her eyes flickered with a trace of light as she fixed her gaze on Yizhe and the many elders and powerful rulers opposite her.
"Well, I do have an explanation."
"Does anyone wish to hear it?"
All eyes immediately turned to her.
