Prince Benitez's brows were lowered, and he did not answer. His slender fingers gently tapped the smooth, mirror-like surface of the oval council table in a rhythm.
Liu Zhenhan answered with action rather than words, as a layer of Ice Peak Throne Armor swiftly enveloped him from head to toe. The gleaming, Chevrolet double-edged battle axe was also held aloft in his hands, while several overlapping "Strength Pattern Shields" whirled and wound around him. Wisps of icy frost transferred from the ancient armor into the cold air, accumulating and lingering.
The leader of the Black Dragons, Ronaldinho, and the Blood Infant Siro's expressions changed. They both stepped forward in unison, while the Elf Matrons quickly got up from their seats and took a step back.
