"Anyway, let's talk more about this later. We should make haste and clean up the rest of these Crimson bastards along with this whole mess. I reckon my artifact can last for a couple more hours if I use my powers efficiently." Zar said as he checked the white gem on his forehead.
"Okay. But can I ask one more question first?"
Still examining his artifact, Zar glanced at Drai and nodded.
"So, I now know that this Verdant Order of yours plan to follow your founder's wishes, but what about the Crimson Order? If they betrayed your founder, what use would they have for me, the so-called Prophesied Child?" Drai asked. This question had been bugging him since earlier.
"Simple—they want you to lead them to power. In other words, they're aiming to put you under their reins," Zar replied as he walked to Drai, finally done inspecting his gem.
"So is that their goal now? Power?" Drai questioned while taking a glance at the dead dean near his feet.
