In Darkan, the underground organizations convened another clandestine meeting, and since their eight months of alliance, this was the first sensible plan they had come up with.
The hall for their gathering was the same as the last; however, not all seats were filled. In place of Dawnless and Mistars' leaders, the Third Executive and another Mistars executive sat. The two organizations had gotten closer, even if it was just purely business.
Maroon, the alliance leader, stood, his cloak shimmering with subtle wards. "After much deliberation, we've decided... to hijack the vessel granted to Darkan by the emperor."
Everyone sucked their breath at those words.
"Finally, something worthwhile!" Doombringer bellowed, slamming a fist on the table.
Maroon's lips curled into a wry smile. "From the recent actions of the dragons, they don't seem all that interested in their lands anymore."
Murmurs rippled through the hall, heads nodding.
