Construction site.
Inside the temporary camp.
Tacro stared solemnly at the crystal ball before him.
He stepped out of the tent, seeking out Ilya and Phil: "I've performed a divination. Destiny tells me that we are to face a challenge!"
"Is it dangerous?"
Phil narrowed his eyes: "I can't wait to test my spell."
"Not too severe, but it's linked to an unknown terror!" Tacro shook his head.
"I hate it when you aren't clear..." Phil rolled his eyes.
"Actually, combined with speculation and information, it is apparent… we have no enemies in the North Territory. The only possibility is the Empire... their spies have discovered us!"
Ilya sneered.
"So, what should we do?"
"Duke Markus' life is in our hands, he wouldn't agree to the Empire's actions… so, in all likelihood, it's a secret operation!"
