"Hello Cake."
"Hello boss, it has been a long time since the last call, how may I be of help?"
"A very long time indeed," the courtyard emptied with only him stood amidst the grass. "I need a favor," said he.
"How so?"
"I've decided to help Elendor with the skirmishes against King Juvey."
"I understand, shall I call upon the private army?"
"No, I need but aerial support. Have the VT10-BSQD take to the skies."
"An airstrike?"
"Load them with the Pabruska V1. Before I forget, go into the vault and take out Orenmir as well as Tharis."
"Sire, might I ask how many men thee are to fight?"
"Around 120,000."
"That's it," she yelled across,"-Boss, I'll send supplies and a few members. This is a decision made by the co-leader of Phantom."
"Do as you wish," the call ended. 'Orenmir and Tharis,' thought he gazing upon the crescent moon.
