Beartooth disappeared into the crowd as they entered the tower. But Exile could not shake his words from his mind. 'Alliances...' Exile hummed as he considered the matter. Would it really be worthwhile pursuing them? At some point, they would have to turn on each other anyway. 'No, this must be something more than that...'
The crowd walked up the solitary spiral staircase once they were inside. There was nothing special to see so far, which had them concerned. They had begun to talk amongst themselves, and many of them seemed to be thinking along the same lines as Beartooth. Exile could hear the terms of loose alliances being hashed out right there and then.
