While Kahn's fate was now dangling in the threads hanging in the hands of the Empress of the Beast Empire, a secret meeting took place in a faraway empire.
In a grand hall, bathed in opulence and adorned with intricate designs, a group of saints stood in awe-inspiring splendor. The hall, with its towering ceilings and majestic archways, emanated an aura of regality and magnificence. The air was heavy with a sense of reverence and power, as if each step taken resonated with the weight of their presence.
The saints, dressed in resplendent attire befitting their elevated status and warrior classes, formed a tableau of strength and grace. Their garments, embellished with shimmering threads and adorned with intricate embroidery, reflected the wealth and prestige they commanded. Each saint exuded an air of confidence, their postures tall and commanding, as they navigated the expanse of the hall.
