Lilith summoned the soothing light of the Divine.
Everyone was on their feet to witness her divinity. Granting peace to the unsettled. Alleviating their fears and grief. A send of filled with hope.
Those left behind shed tears of both grief and hope that those who had fallen would find peace.
Lilith slowly descended from the skies. She was fatigued from giving it her all. She had used much mana to show a display of her Divine Connection to the Goddess leaving only ten percent of her mana. Slowly, she returned to her seat. Namely, Sylva's lap.
"Thank you for your hard work, Priestess." Ma-Po offered his genuine appreciation to Lilith.
"Do not worry about it, Sir Ma-Po."
Ma-Po was the other representative of the Hunter Association. He was seated to Mirsha's right.
There were several high-profiled individual people on the stage. But at the center of it all, was chairs arranged in the middle of the stage.
