Back in Darkhaven, Jane was mentally preparing herself for what she believed would be a covert infiltration of the Darkmoon Order. She paced the small room she shared with Damien and Constantine, her mind racing with thoughts of strategy and stealth. The night was thick with tension, and she could feel the weight of the upcoming mission pressing down on her shoulders.
Unbeknownst to her, Damien and Constantine were huddled in a corner of the room, conspiring with very different plans. They had gathered enough information about the Order to know that the real action would come at the peak of the Crimson Moon, when the Darkmoon Order typically kidnapped people from the slums for their dark rituals.
"She thinks we're going to sneak in and gather more intel," Constantine whispered, a mischievous glint in his eye. "But I've got a better idea."
Damien smirked, leaning back against the wall. "Public showdown?"
