I had Damon proceed with Plan B. For it to succeed, we needed the King's authority, along with the evidence we had painstakingly gathered to expose the wrongdoings of the Temple's corrupt officials. These reports were meticulously compiled to ensure their authenticity when presented as official documentation.
Ideally, I wanted the perpetrators to confess their crimes publicly, preserving what little dignity remained of the Temple. But with the demon now having taken the mastermind behind the corruption, I had no choice but to shift strategies.
Seated in front of Damon in his carriage, I watched as the city streets blurred past us. He was carrying the evidence needed to bring the truth before the King.
"I shall present this during today's audience," Damon said, his tone confident.
I nodded in acknowledgment. "Good. And have you heard anything about Zale?"
