Mikhail sat the Aether Blessing down on the ground gently. And as he did so, the sound of Grand Elder Maya's voice flowed through his mind.
"Good work, young Mikhail. Now, hold out your token for me."
Mikhail did as he was instructed, and a silver ball of flames suddenly manifested a few feet away from him. The ball shot into the token, getting absorbed completely. At the same time, the Aether Blessing disappeared.
"Now that the mission and its rewards have been given out… Tell me, who are those people?"
Mikhail turned to the three unconscious individuals he was dragging behind him. Their masks had fallen off on the bumpy ride there, as he had dragged them along by their collars.
One of the two men was an orc with dark green skin and fiery red hair, while the other was a human with tan skin and white hair.