"How… How on earth do you know of this?!!" A third voice landed, the tone filled with immense shock.
One of the figures on the far-left throne leaned forward, his hood falling back to reveal a face etched with disbelief. "Who the hell are you? That formation is a secret guarded by the architectural guilds of the High Heavens!"
"Just nobody," William calmly said, though the dangerous glint in his eyes suggested otherwise. "But what brought the Black Serpents to my little world? What's the catch here? Are you paid enough and feeling bored to come down here and play with weak masters like us? Or is there a deeper rot in your organisation that requires you to scavenge for scraps in the lower realms?"
