Vitae stared over her kingdom with little show of emotion as the other CEOs arrived. Emil and Kurt stepped out of the elevator as Kurt glossed around. "Where's Morto."
"Did you feel it?"
"I felt something. Don't tell me."
"Correct." Vitae interrupted. "Morto was killed. She, like always, got too ahead of herself and decided to take on the rebels herself. Foolish idiot."
"Will this be a problem. I mean, there is only three of us left."
Vitae shook her head, pressing her hand against the window. "No. Hardly, Morto was never the strongest one in the circle. Her death was all be it pointless, but it hardly sets us back. There is still three of us with another possible host to take the form of."
Kurt crossed his arms, tapping his finger alongside. "So, I assume you have a worthy candidate?"
