Some time later.
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"Send these people to the Leviathan Grand Theater. Have the people there remove everything to make the most space as possible. Do it quickly and efficiently, empathize on speed. You have half an hour." The man said to one of his secretaries.
"On it!" Said a well-dressed woman leading away three others and some guards.
"You, tell the guards here to order them into rows... wait, tell the guards to have these people themselves file order in their own groups. Those laying down have half an hour to recover before they are 'forcibly' moved. I want no mishaps to happen, am I clear?"
"Yes, sir!" said a few of his personal guards.
"Go, I have a bunch of paperwork to write. Tell the boys in the office that I want the paper making leaders in my office within 30 minutes to receive the original copy for them to copy. If they can't do that... I don't need to say more." he said to his other secretary.
"Consider it done." Said another woman leading away three others of her own with guards.
"Finally, have the streets cleared and everything that could be of danger removed from the main street to the theater within half an hour, also barricade and set up guard posts for the guards along the path. I want you to make it so that if I or any of these thousands of people walk... there is no destination but there."
"Got it!" Said his last secretary as she walks away with her own entourage of 3 people and some guards.
And...
There he goes.
It has been about ten minutes since he got here.
And now after saying a few words and having some of his men leave to different places, he himself went back to his own residence.
Well then, I suppose not panicking and having the guts to make a risky call before thinking about it thoroughly is a good thing.
Makes for a good leader.
After all, even I would have trouble in his position. Thinking right at that moment what quick call to make after a 'conversation' and the follow up steps that would be most reasonable to handle these 'unknown' people.
Ah well, back to the groups.
One group of short rough and tough looking people are doing something interesting.
One person in the group took out a glass ball and all of them in the group put their hands on it secretly.
Next thing you know.
They're gone.
But they are still standing there!
Somehow, they made a new physical body stand in place of themselves.
And they themselves seem to be hiding in some space next to their copies, still keeping their hands on the glass ball.
Very trippy.
Oh?
Seems like they are saying something.
I am curious.
what are they saying?