A couple of weeks passed as Evelyn and her companions continued their stay in the Miris Sect.
Outwardly, the five of them were counting to escort Maeve while she got adjusted to her new life in the Miris Sect. Yet, this was only to keep their cover. Whenever they had free time, their party worked to further their own goals.
Slowly but surely, Lucia fed information about the imprisoned owls to Osvaldo and Uriah without either of the two ever realizing who she was.
The two Deamhain Sect members surely believed that their own authority and investigative skills were bringing them this intel, but everything was going according to Lucia's designs.
"It seems that've just about gathered all of them. It's time for us to put the last phase of our plan in motion." Evelyn said, a malicious grin on her face.
