"The pillar of prosperity is finally on New Era's side, huh? This is bad," Sacred Grat chuckled nervously as he sat on his throne. Before him, seven individuals knelt in respect, their eyes fixed on him.
"As I proposed, Sacred, let me and the other Pillars catch her," Juvin stated seriously. He was a teenager with brown skin, short red hair, and striking grey eyes with golden stars in them, star marks also decorating his body.
"I object, Juvin," Grat replied calmly.
"You'd all be slaughtered," Peter chimed in, his green clock-like eyes gleaming mischievously.
"So you do know who New Era is!" Vivian, sitting beside Peter, said angrily.
"You're my son. Why won't you tell me?" she asked, worry etched across her face.
"Mother, it's for your own good," Peter answered coolly, avoiding her gaze.
"Hehe, you're all crazy for protecting that child!" Vivian scoffed.