"Bring them here? That's not exactly small," his second-in-command interjected, brows furrowing.
Jax shot him a sharp look, his tone turning cold. "Did I say I was finished speaking?" He paused. "Were you the one who went in there and negotiated?"
The man stiffened. "S-sorry."
Jax nodded, a frown still on his face and continued, regaining his rhythm. "They want us to give the awakeners an open invitation—loudspeakers, signals, the full package. We won't have to bring them ourselves; we simply need to point them towards this place."
Martinez's enthusiasm dimmed slightly as she placed a hand on her chin.
"Why do they want awakened people brought here? What are they planning?"
It was a reasonable question that required a careful answer.
Jax shrugged with indifference. "Not sure. But who cares? We're getting the same level-up opportunities as they are."
He gestured toward Gates's personnel, who continued their demon harvesting.
