To [The Zhen Clan],
You have been cordially invited to the Wolfe family estate to celebrate the return of our beloved Grand Elder from his trip across the Alloy Republic.
Food and drink will be provided, please leave any weapons and/or ill intentions at your respective domicile and/or houses.
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"Welp, I'm ninty percent sure this is a fucking trap and a half...divide and conquer thy name is thee...who wants to come along?"
"A captive audience? I'm game."
"I'll stay and keep their eyes on the protos and the other clan members."
"I'll...go..."
"Balanced...game on."
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In the meeting room of the Zhen Clan estate, Zhen Shi and his sons were looking over the invite, several levels of disdain and distate plain on their faces.
