"Well then… want to try repeating that again?"
Odun's hall was incredibly lavish, extremely luxurious—and magical beyond words, and any attempt to actually describe it would fall short of even what it has to offer. But this magic was not easily seen; after all, one would usually find themselves just focusing on all the ornaments and the seemingly infinite amount of food its tables have to offer.
But if one were to look up, one would actually find a map of the entire Grand Triangle in all of its brilliance and color.
But no one would be looking at that now, even if one were to be told to—how could they, when something even more… magical was about to happen?
Even the frenzied crowd who had been previously frozen by fear of Death were now very slowly moving from the floor—one by one, they pushed each other as they moved to the side of the hall. They could probably escape now, but what they were about to witness was probably worth being Heli's slave again for another hundred years.
