Earlier that night, Harker called Lander and Cliff with an emergency ping.
Cliff was forced to end his conversation with Charm, much to his annoyance.
Cliff sat down with a disgruntled expression.
Seeker and Lander finally arrived.
"Well? How goes your mission?" Seeker laughed.
Cliff gave Seeker a strong glare. It was one of the rare times that he actually displayed it.
Seeker didn't seem bothered.
"You look like you had a good night." Harker laughed.
"You could say that. I am about eighty percent sure that this Lara is a Presider."
Lander, Harker, and Cliff suddenly froze.
"A Presider?"
"Specifically, she should be Zeraphine of the Presiders. The phrase 'of the Presiders,' is a title bestowed on an Aragarian Presider which makes her either a nominal or an elected leader amongst Presiders." Seeker smiled.
"Then this is good news!"
Seeker gave a mysterious smile.
