One Special Request
Vorian, although reluctant, recognized Kaizen's influence and firmness. "Very well, I will listen to what you have to propose. However, for this I believe you prefer discretion."
With a snap of his fingers, the other mages in the room disappeared into a veil of smoke, leaving only Kaizen, Alina and Vorian standing there.
At that moment, Vorian took a step back and turned slightly to the side, one arm pointing towards the interior of the meeting room.
The atmosphere in the room was solemn, bathed in the soft light of the magic torches that hung from the polished stone walls. The only piece of furniture, a large, delicately carved table, added an air of elegance and importance to the space.
Kaizen nodded, indicating that Vorian could lead the way. With a fluid gesture, Vorian made his way into the room, closely followed by Kaizen and Alina. As soon as they entered, the solid oak doors closed behind them, isolating them from the outside world.