Chapter 159: The Call - 2
As the old man tapped the phone, the screen flickered before blooming into a bird's-eye view of their surroundings. With a soft hum, the device responded to the magic coursing through it, and the entire forest floor unfolded like a luminous projection suspended in the air. Trees, clearings, and carved lines were rendered with unsettling clarity. The old man lifted his gaze toward the sky, squinting as though he were trying to peer beyond the clouds themselves, searching for an unseen eye watching from above.
"Your Majesty," he asked carefully, awe threading his voice,
"is this highly detailed projection truly being captured through that thing you call a satellite—one that revolves around our planet?"
The Emperor nodded calmly.
"Thankfully, I managed to stabilise it before its fuel was exhausted," he said evenly. "Otherwise, it would have fallen back onto Skadrial, and we might never have been able to utilise this piece of lost technology."
