Chapter Title: The Flaming Hall
All the pillars had taken their seats in silence, the air heavy with tension and expectancy. Orvath stood alone in the center, but the room stirred as the massive double doors of the hall opened. The flames burning in the crystal braziers flickered with an unseen wind as Azreal entered.
All the Pillars rose in unison, bowing their heads with solemn respect.
Azreal, clad in his dark obsidian armor lined with red-gold etchings, walked forward. Hulk, the towering colossus, followed behind him like a looming shadow. Azreal took his seat at the head of the hall, and Hulk stood firmly at his right.
The Pillars sat once more, but before Orvath could begin, Veymar raised a hand.
> "Before we proceed," Veymar said with a sly grin, "I'd like to invite someone to this meeting."
Dragos narrowed his eyes. "Who?"
> "Someone who will be vital to this discussion."
