All five of the seats were currently filled, but Sam was deeply confused, and it seemed like he wasn’t the only one, as the others in the remaining seats also looked over at the remaining person sitting down. Whoever it was, it was not one they were expecting.
"What’s wrong?" Quinn asked, still a little amazed that there was a good chance an important figure was sitting next to them for a while without them realizing it.
"Well, as you can see, the five seats are for the big four family members as well as the supreme commander. However, the leader that should be sitting in the last seat is from the Greylash family. The current leader is an older patient, respected man. This person looks like he just graduated from the military academy."
It was true, even before when Quinn had seen him he felt the man was in his early twenties, that’s why the idea that he held a high position never crossed his mind.
"Your information is a little outdated," Vorden said. "I heard that the old man was sick for a long amount of time, there were even rumours that he had already passed away, but for fear of not having a new master, they decided to hide this information from the outside. If my guess is right, they can no longer hide it. The person you’re looking at is the new master."
What Vorden had said was very plausible in Sam’s mind. The question was, Sam, who prided himself in being exceptionally knowledgeable in current world politics, had heard the same rumours. But it seemed Vorden was equally familiar, if not a little more. This strange group of people started to interest him more, and perhaps Quinn wasn’t the only person to look out for.
Inside the special booth, the room was quiet, and the others continued to look in the direction of the young man. They were waiting for him to say something, but he continued to play with his long hair twirling it around his finger with his right hand.
The others remained patient hoping he would say something, but one person’s head was furiously starting to shake, as he hated to be ignored and it looked like hot steam was blowing out from his large nostrils.
"Rude, are you not going to say something!" Burnie shouted. "You can tell we are all waiting for you, unless no one told you how to show respect."
Oscar stood up in an attempt to try to defuse the situation. In a way, the military was the bridge between the four big families. It was hard because each power was considered an equal, and the same could even be said for them.
"I’m assuming the elder passed away then, and you are here as a step in?" Oscar asked.
The young man finally turned his head, acknowledging the others in the room. He looked at each one carefully with his narrow piercing eyes. It wasn’t an everyday look one would give when looking at someone and the others felt this as well. It was as if he was analyzing every one of them there.
The others sensing this felt a little threatened as if they were about to be attacked at any moment.
"And why would you assume I was only a step in and not the actual new head?" He asked.
The large man started to chuckle.
"Huh, if the Graylashes were stupid enough to appoint such an arrogant young fool like you, then they must have really fallen. In a few years, the Graylashes might no longer be a part of the leaders’ table."
The calm look on the man changed ever so slightly after hearing those words. He was no longer playing with his hair and instead pulled his fingers apart between his thumb and index finger. In between these two fingers, a faint blue light could be seen, and if one was to look even closer, little sparks were starting to go off.
"Those are fighting words, if you really want to test my abilities as the new head, we can put on a special exhibition show for everyone to see right here right now." The young man said.
Burnie, in response, stomped his foot in anger. As it hit the ground floor, flames shot up from his feat. It looked like small wings had appeared before quickly vanishing away into clouds of smoke. "I’ll burn you to a crisp right at this instant!"
The soldiers standing by watching were all frightened of what was to happen. Right now, it looked as if two of the strongest people on earth were about to do battle. If they were to try to stop them, they couldn’t do a thing. It was also a big reminder to everyone; these people in the room were not friends.
If it wasn’t for the fact that each of these people had a common enemy, the Dalki. There would still be a civil war between all five of them.
"Please," Oscar said. "Today is an event for the future generation, for the kids to display their skills, not you two. If you wish to fight, then do it after we get rid of the Dalki."
Oscar then walked over to the young man; in all honesty, he too didn’t like how the young man was acting. Usually, he had a good read of people’s strength, but it was nearly impossible to tell, which truly frightened him.
"I’m sorry for assuming you were only a stand-in. It was my mistake to say so. I will be the first to welcome the new leader of the Graylash family. Please name." Oscar asked.
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