Seeing that she remained unconvinced, Isidore moved to the next issue.
"Mount Ale possesses something far more troublesome than skilled experts."
His voice lowered.
"A formation."
Immediately, the atmosphere changed.
Even the Grand Elders became solemn.
"The founder of Heaven's Gate received knowledge directly from our founder. Among the inheritances he took with him was a terrifying defensive formation."
Kiara's interest increased.
Isidore continued.
"Once activated, the formation suppresses ether energy across the entire mountain. Friend and foe alike become trapped within its domain."
He pointed at the table.
"Imagine a fisherman casting a net into a lake."
"The fish inside cannot escape."
"The fisherman outside controls everything."
His gaze settled upon Kiara.
"That formation is the net."
"And the Head of Heaven's Gate becomes the fisherman."
The room remained quiet.
"Only Demigods can completely ignore its effects."
"Everyone else suffers suppression."
