No one bothered to try and get the key back from Aina. They were all aware that Leonel was still here in some capacity, and whatever method he was using to avoid being banished would definitely work again on the key.
As for those that felt they were powerful enough to face Leonel, they didn't care about whose hands the tenth key was in. As far as they were concerned, the Council was just a glorified paper tiger and they had already accomplished the wishes of their various families, empires and powers. The rest would sort itself out very shortly as the Preliminaries were already soon to be underway.
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When the day came, the teleportations began in batches.
The tournament would be projected in the skies of the city, as well as from the large Stele that teleported them all here in the first place.