Garion moved quickly through the sky as he left the archipelago and traveled toward the meeting point.
After some time, he finally reached the location.
Garion slowed down and landed lightly on the ground. He looked around.
The place was quiet. Just an empty rocky plateau surrounded by low hills.
There were no large buildings, no banners, and no guards standing in formation.
Nothing about the place looked like a Grand Council meeting.
Garion frowned slightly. "...That's it?"
A few people were already there. They stood in small groups, talking quietly among themselves.
Garion quickly recognized one of them.
Sorien stood calmly near the edge of the plateau, his posture straight as always. His golden robes moved slightly in the wind.
Garion walked toward him.
Sorien noticed him approaching and gave a small nod. "You came quickly."
Garion stopped beside him and looked around again. "…Is this really the Grand Council?"
Sorien nodded. "Yes."
