Let's rewind a bit. This happened hours ago after Leon found out that Martha had died.
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Elise's POV
Nine women, myself included, gathered in the Dark House—a meeting spot for the Nine Fangs located in the former lands of the Kingdom of Bethlan.
We were hashing out the events that unfolded at the Black Market last night. Eris, the fiery redhead with a mane that could rival a lion's, led the Silver Blades—a group dedicated to overthrowing monarchs. She had summoned the Nine Fangs for this urgent assembly, and her voice resonated with anger as she slammed her fist onto the round table where the Nine Fangs were gathered.
"What do you mean, not do anything about it?" she hissed, her frustration cutting through the air. "My people were slaughtered last night because of him! Didn't we all vow to unite against the higher-ups in the underground? So, why, of all people, are you opposing an attack on the Black Market, Nyx?"
