C505 It Was in a Stalemate

The Puppeteer was feeling uneasy in the room. The atmosphere was incredibly oppressive, a weight even a half-step Divine King like himself struggled to bear.

He was utterly baffled by the sudden shift in demeanor of the four individuals before him. Their once harmonious relationship was on the brink of collapse. No blows had been exchanged yet, but the tension was palpable