Within the bounds of a dark room, Cifer was on his knees, bowing his head while having a glowing outline around him with his irises glowing as well.
"It is done." Cifer said at heart, "The hivelings have created chaos with the tools we supplied them."
"Good." An ominous voice replied telepathically, "Time to move to the next step. We have done our part, now the hivelings will do theirs."
"Yes, master. I will assist Balog and make sure all is fulfilled." Cifer said, "But if i may ask... Don't you think we are overstepping our boundaries with the hivelings? What they are about to do in our agreement... Don't you think Rora might get angry on how the lives of her people are being thrown away?"
"She doesn't have a say." The voice replied, "She agreed to this. She agreed to our truce and plans. So whether she likes how her people are dying or not is none of my concern. Besides, some of our assets died in making sure the hivelings gets their pound of flesh."
