Check: The Three Pieces?

Coming back to the Master, he blankly stared at the orb, his expression unreadable, as if still processing the words he had just heard from the hooded figure—one of the table members.

His fingers twitched slightly before tightening into a fist.

And then, without hesitation, he crushed the orb with full force. Shards of glowing remnants scattered to the ground, disappearing like dust. His cold gaze slowly lifted to the figures standing before him, and his voice came out as a command, sharp and resolute, "I need you two to int—"

But before he could even finish giving them the order—

~Ding~

The smallest figure flinched before hurriedly retrieving a slate-like object from within its cloak. Its tiny hands trembled slightly as it glanced at the screen, and then its voice wavered, "M-Master..."

The Master's brows furrowed at the interruption, "What now?" he snapped, turning toward the trembling figure.