Flying over the clouds, Pestro shouted with all his might. He was trying to relieve himself of all the pent up aggression that Jack and Rikko had cause him. Not only did he fail to find a lead on Choron, Pestro had been humiliated on a personal level.
"Pestro, where are you now?"
A voice sounded in Pestro's head, causing Pestro to grunt one last time before taking out his contact crystal and replying, "Tralbok… I'm leaving Drulgen… There was nothing there that traced back to Choron."
"Good. Make your way to Trodar immediately."
"Trodar?! But they've already started gathering gods there!" argued Pestro, confused.
Tralbok replied, "That's exactly why you're going. Our plans have been compromised and we can either pull out of Trodar or attack now. We chose to attack now since we still have people within Gilga at the moment. You'll attack with the syndicate forces from the outside while our plants and hidden reinforcements attack from the inside."
