Kapitel 51: Atavism.

23 Titans elders and a single sovereign grand elder sat at the very front. Their collective presence is the very descent of laws. The significance of such a turnout is not something a king of law could disregard. Ghoto and Mihila realised that things are really serious.

"Good morning elders, Good morning Grand elder." Ghoto and Mihila bowed when they got to the front.

The elders looked to the sovereign in the middle to start the inquisition. This sovereign was the tallest battle sage here, he reached 3m in height. He wore silver robes that marched his silver fur. The silver fur was not the same as the white ones of those without bloodlines. The fur was flashing in the light like the edge of a knife.

The fur didn't express the wildness that is present with those of titans, it had a certain deadly coldness to it. The demeanor of the grand elder was also different from those of titans, coupled with his big size made him look like a quiet, impassive mountain.