In the pitch-black, unknown depths of darkness, an orange light flickered on, casting a dim glow that barely illuminated the narrow room.
"Thank you all for gathering… esteemed members of the outlaws," came a voice that was calm.
The speaker was a man with a gentle face, but there was a cold, unsettling light hidden deep within his thin eyes. His name was Sholk. Lyria's man, who is from the Solaria Sanctum.
Lyria returned since she knew with Kerum present, she can't do anything. However she left Sholk, letting Sholk do whatever he want.
If Sholk got successful capturing Maris and Lucan, then Lyria will take credit and if he doesn't or failed then it's his fault, nothing to do with her.
Surrounding Sholk were several men and women.
"The reason I have gathered you esteemed individuals of the outlaws is not without purpose," Sholk began, his voice smooth as silk. "I have a job I would like to request."
