A black-gold pathway opened above the clan's outer boundary formation.
Several powerful auras rose from the Black Dragon Clan at once, not out of hostility but as a formal welcome. The sky above the main entrance filled with dragon-shaped formations, and a group of elders appeared beneath the opened pathway.
Among them stood Mathew Grimes, several hall masters, and Lady Virelia, who now wore the formal insignia of the Black Dragon Palace.
Alice stood up. "Someone important arrived."
Lenavira narrowed her eyes. "Very important. The clan wouldn't use that kind of reception for an ordinary envoy."
Max's eyes deepened.
A moment later, an elder's voice echoed through the courtyard.
"Max Morgan, the clan requests your presence at the main reception hall."
Max slowly stood.
Alice looked at him. "Do you know who it is?"
"No," Max said calmly, "but I'd guess it's connected to the conference."
Lenavira's gaze sharpened. "The rewards?"
