"Jack." Just before dawn, a familiar voice echoed throughout the cave. "Let's talk, you, me, and Rydel."
Rydel was walking behind Tralon with a relentless fire burning in his pupils. He remained silent as he and Tralon sat down across from Jack at the table while the girls were still sleeping.
"So… What do you think we should do?" asked Jack.
Tralon stroked his beard. "First I'd like to hear what you originally planned to do, as well as both your thoughts and Rydel's on the matter. You two are much more familiar with your party and can better assess what you can and cannot do."
Given the invitation to speak Rydel took the initiative. "I think we should infiltrate the camp and assassinate the general. It's the simplest strategy and the most effective so long as we pull it off. Plus, we may be able to blame the Sandros soldiers for that with Daliea's help."
