"And what exactly is that?" Nerrisa asked. Unlike the others, she didn't immediately look worried. She simply shifted forward on her throne and placed both elbows upon the table, resting her chin against the backs of her folded hands as her platinum eyes remained fixed upon Razeal.
"Because if you can actually do everything you just claimed, I'm fairly certain we can solve whatever else is left." There was confidence in her voice now, not blind confidence in Razeal, but the confidence of someone looking around a table filled with the strongest and most knowledgeable beings in the world. Surely, if the impossible part was already handled, the rest could be dealt with somehow.
"The space."
Nerrisa's brows moved slightly.
"The place where we build the formation." Razeal leaned back against his shadow throne, his fingers slowly tapping against its armrest.
