Baines, still reeling from the Heartflame Kingdom's vast royal lineage, pressed the second executive. "Do you think they're capable of kidnapping?"
"Oh, absolutely," the executive replied, his voice laced with disdain. "They're a strange bunch. Despite their power, they still stoop to low tactics like kidnapping. Basically, they are scum, really." His muttered curse hinted at personal grievances, perhaps from past encounters.
"Hmm," Ralph mused, then proposed, "I could organize a Dawnless team to sneak into the Heartflame Kingdom."
"You can sneak in a large group?" Baines asked, concern flickering.
"With the Mistars' help, we can infiltrate and search the kingdom," Ralph assured.
"Mistars?" Baines asked, puzzled. "Who are they?"
The executives exchanged dumbfounded glances.
"Haa," Ralph sighed. "They're the ones you met in the VIP area during the underground fight. They are experts in fog-based concealment, hence their name, Mist-ars."
