The world event was being broadcast live across Alterian, and inside the apartment, Raze and the others watched every second of it unfold on the large screen mounted against the wall. The image was clear, the sound crisp, and the tension in the room was thick enough that no one spoke for several moments after Idore's threat echoed through the stadium.
Even Raze, who had faced Grand Magus head-on and survived, struggled to understand what Idore was doing.
"He just threatened everyone," Raze finally said, breaking the silence. His arms were crossed, his gaze fixed on the screen. "Didn't he create the Grand Magus system to control all of Alterian from the top? I always thought someone like him would cling to that structure no matter what."
Raze frowned slightly.
"I expected him to use some kind of artifact," he continued. "Something that would remove everyone's memories again. That would've been the easiest way."
