"With that being said, the others will move with you. All you have to do is tell them the location of their cores. Remember, it has to be a one-shot kill," Greg declared, his voice unwavering. The seriousness in his tone left no room for negotiation. The meeting was adjourned in spirit, even if bodies still filled the room.
"Nice. Seems we'll be taking action soon enough. I can't wait to add them to my collection," Cain said, a sly, twisted smile curling across his lips. His voice dripped with anticipation, the idea of new corpses for his undead army clearly exhilarating him.
"Time is of the essence. It's best you all start moving out now. Odin, come with me," Greg added, already standing up.
Before he could take more than a step, Brian spoke up—his voice hesitant.
"Nemesis..."
Greg paused, turning halfway. "Yes?"
