Alm and Bruno were at the faction base, monitoring the mission through Ruri's eyes. The whale smiled slightly; after so many inexplicable events involving these disciples, it was evident that central elders would be sent to supervise the mission. Observing the attire of the three, they identified them as members of the Obsidian, Noctryn, and Nightflare clans—the three largest.
Thalor looked up and squinted slightly, as if sensing something. "Uncle Weall, what do you..."
Soon, a slightly round man from the Obsidian clan spoke, addressing Thalor: "We will be in charge of the mission. We will ensure that nothing goes wrong at the sect's request."
Thalor sighed tensely. At that moment, the whale noticed something in his expression. 'He also called that woman we killed, Vubia, aunt, right? For him to react so strangely now... is he her husband?' Bruno commented mentally.
