Several Minutes Ago.
The Lords' Meeting Room was covered in silence.
The only sound inside the massive hall came from the livestream screens floating above the circular table. Flickers of light reflected across the faces of the Lords as they watched the battle continue inside the Great Dungeon.
No one spoke for several moments.
Even the Third Priest, who usually ignored everything unrelated to the World Tree, was staring at the screen with narrowed eyes.
"Lady Emily seems to be a Royal of a powerful Apex Species," Lord Sisyphus finally said.
Isaac smiled faintly after hearing that.
Lady Emily.
The fact that all of them had naturally started calling Emily that already revealed their conclusions. None of them believed Emily herself was simply an Apex species anymore.
They believed she was a Royal.
And in many ways, that status carried more weight than the species itself.
