Each of the floating islands had people gathered on them, but the front row—closest to the thick white mist—was lined with ornate thrones. It was clear at a glance that anyone sitting on those thrones wasn't your average bystander.

Behind the thrones, more spectators hovered midair, suspended in the sky as if gravity didn't apply to them. However, every single person had their eyes locked on the white mist ahead.

On one of the islands, a pair of twins sat side by side on their thrones, engage