As all the major players of the continent stood in anticipation for the events to come, Aron and Rose were deeply plotting.
They were currently gathered by the bank of the stream where they had chosen to settle.
Jagu and Jin were absent as they were tasked with fortifying the the makeshift headquarters encampment in which the beasts they captured were kept.
Aron was currently seated on the ground with his head rested against a large tree whilst Rose used her scouter as seat as the two discussed her suggestion.
"A poisonous cloud?" Aron asked with a raised brow, somewhat surprised by the idea Rose had come up with.
Despite his lack of enthusiasm toward her statement, she nodded confidently and backed her statement.
"Yes, a poisonous cloud. One whose rain will render all it hits dead in a matter of moments. It saves us the trouble of going through an arduous battle like with the southern Komi."
