"Patriarch, is everything okay?" Asked the young man named Iacob with confusion.
After reporting his findings to the Patriarch, he had found himself waiting for a few long minutes without receiving any answer or further instructions. "Patriarch." he repeated while nervously taking a step closer to the door frame.
In the middle of the dark room, the Patriarch of the Half Moon sect was thinking in silence. In his mind were no less than a hundred questions, and all of them were in regards to Daniel. Who was he? How could he fool the Ancestor, the most powerful entity of their sector, and one of this universe's main competitors? All these questions were formulated in a dozen different ways and paired with just as many guesses, but the most important question was, who sent him?
