The eyes of the High Priest narrowed.
"Father, should I go personally?"
WHOOSH!
The High Priest didn't feel anything, but Heaven felt an apocalyptical pressure. It couldn't move under this pressure.
"You have bent the rules enough. You will answer no and send Aion," an imposing voice spoke to Heaven. To Heaven, it felt like a giant was standing before it, while it was only a small, insignificant ant. Heaven answered the High Priest.
That is not necessary.
The High Priest got his answer and sighed. So, the danger of Gravis was not so severe that he had to move personally. He seemed to have overestimated Gravis' danger.
"Father, whom should I send?" asked the High Priest.
Aion.