"What is going on here?"
Rhexan asked with a deep frown.
"None of us know. We're waiting for him."
At the Abyss Archduke's response, Rhexan simply chose a seat and settled down, deciding there was little point in speculating when the one who summoned them had yet to arrive.
"I thank you all for coming."
After several minutes, the doors swung open as the voice sounded, and a slender man with green hair and matching eyes stepped into the room with a calm, almost leisurely smile resting on his face.
"What is this, Edras? Why did you call us here?"
The Iron Archduke asked, his deep frown making it clear he wasn't in the mood for pleasantries.
"Hmm… looks like none of you have heard yet."
"Heard what?"
"Atticus Ravenstein is here."
"!!!"
The eyes of the Archdukes constricted as a heavy, oppressive silence settled over the room.
"…Are you certain?"
Rhexan asked slowly after a moment. His fists were clenched beneath the table as he forced himself to remain seated.
