What are you all waiting for? The meeting is dismissed!" Dengaré shouted. He waited for the other members to leave. Some headed out back into the night, while others stayed in the warehouse, as they had been sleeping there, though they wouldn't disturb whatever it was Dengaré wanted to do next.
As for Blake and Black, they were patiently waiting for their next order. They had been hoping for a promotion, but with everything that had happened, it seemed like they might be lucky to not get demoted now.
Dengaré, was crouched down and looked at the body that was on the floor. He took a closer look, but there wasn't much to look at. He no longer looked like his friend who he had started the Blue Whalers with.
"I'm sorry, my dear friend, but I won't even be able to get revenge for you. The least I can do is make sure you will receive a proper burial." Dengaré said to the corpse.
