"Assassination?"
Ezrahl repeated, looking at the Alpha with something unreadable in his eyes.
The two of them were walking down into the dungeons, surrounded by the scent of moisture and kerosene dripping from oil lamps.
"Hm," The Alpha grumbly nodded, his rugged voice echoed in the darkness," They are plotting to strike the Sacred Order. The luna would naturally be targeted as well."
The knights all bowed as they passed by. Kazmir continued, "Our sources believe that these assassins are planning to strike sooner than expected. Their movements had changed abruptly in the last few days."
It had been around a month since Ahzure had brought the suspicious intruder to Alkazar. A month of interrogation and investigations were held around him.
He had refused to say a single word.
Not breaking even under ruthless torture and cruel methods.
