The man in the white tracksuit gave a grin and patted White Mitchell's shoulder appreciatively, "Impressive - being able to claim a city in such a place, you've done remarkably!"
White Mitchell merely smiled, keeping to himself that in reality, it wasn't just one city he had conquered - but three.
However, he didn't think it wise to disclose that.
After all, who could sleep easy knowing there was a potential threat beneath their bed?
Once the White Horse City's people learned that within their sphere of influence, a power has been growing so significantly, they would likely act.
That wouldn't be good news for the White War Department, who needed time.
Because White Horse City, being merely a pawn, had a power that was no less than his own.
Take this man from Dragon Realm before him, whose aura was so obscure that it seemed like a blanket of mist shrouding his body, negating all perception.
