Another month flew by for Minos' group.
While his group waited for Wovar and Clexvog to arrive at the guild headquarters, the members of their faction were hard at work on various fronts of the political war being waged by many groups of Armhands.
Kendrick, his sisters, and Grisdi were now in a dimly lit, elegantly decorated room of a restaurant outside the city. The air was thick with the aroma of exotic spices, but Kendrick ignored the drinks on the table and faced the two aliens who had asked to meet them that afternoon.
"What do you want?" Kendrick asked, his voice steady but his eyes betraying a flicker of suspicion.
The man and woman in front of them were not ordinary people. As stronger cultivators than them and of higher rank, they were people Kendrick and his companions knew were involved in the succession dispute in the internal area of the guild.
