The excitement that had filled the auditorium moments earlier vanished almost immediately. The Princes' expressions turned stern. Only Damian remained relatively calm. He had suspected that the Council would eventually address this matter after his discussion with Astaroth and Duke Paimon a month earlier.
"What do you mean by that?" Brolly asked in a heavy voice.
The enormous Prince had stopped drinking, his gourd resting against his potbelly as he stared toward the podium. Even his usual carefree expression had disappeared.
Astaroth raised one hand and pointed toward the holographic display above him. The cosmic map shifted, its countless galaxies shrinking as the projection moved toward a vast region beyond the territories controlled by either Heaven or the Underworld.
