Cargan
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"Tell me, Celio, how did it go?" Cargan asked Celio about the updates on the spies as he began to undress.
The cultivation pool was already beckoning to him in its own way. This was his most favorite place in the entire sinful earth. A place he'd never be able to do without.
He had formed a celestial connection with the bed of sand and he wished upon himself to die in its midst should he ever have to die in the end.
Should he lose against any of his brothers.
Celio went about narrating to him the outcome of the mission. "Our men have been fixed in all six lines. We encountered some bit of difficulties but none that I wasn't able to take care of."
Setting his right foot into the pool, "What difficulty, Celio?" Cargan asked, hoping those difficulties didn't come with bloodshed.
