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"Okay...this is not good. Not at all..."
Raven was currently sitting inside his office with a deep frown on his face as he stared at the diagram he made about the intel on the Exiles he managed to get so far.
It has been a few weeks since he discovered the diagram that lead him to the bases of the Exiles. The carriers of the Memory Runes had managed to penetrate deep into their ranks without their knowledge, allowing Raven to get more details on their total forces and the preparations they are doing for the inevitable clash. As so far, he did not like what he saw. Not even a bit.
Even Raven himself could admit that he had grossly underestimated the sheer determination of their enemies to bring them down. From what he had seen so far, if the clash were to happen within the next month, the sect will definitely even with his help.
