One seat at the octagonal council table still stood empty.
Raven tilted her head and glanced at "Havok," Alex, seated among the rows behind them, assuming he would be the one to take it.
"There's one more. Please wait."
The White Queen, dressed in a pure white off-the-shoulder combat suit, spoke softly. Before long, a sparking portal spun open.
Mark, the resident mage of the New York Sanctum Sanctorum, entered behind the still-vigorous Master Wong. He took a seat behind Master Wong, and the two nodded in greeting to everyone present.
The entire conference room suddenly darkened, while a wall of light lit up in the middle of the council table. It displayed information and insignias for all manner of supernatural organizations and groups.
Such projection technology had yet to become widespread in the outside world. The two mages watched with particular surprise, even assuming it might be some kind of spell.
"Ahem. Peggy Rogers and Professor Charles will be responsible for the intelligence briefing. Following Mr. Howlett's final instructions, China falls outside the scope of this operation. These are the places that, after intelligence screening and the Professor's brainwave scans, we have ultimately decided require a personal visit."
".Good lord, there are so many!"
As he listened to Peggy Rogers's briefing, Azazel stared at the glowing points on the map. They were not only in America, Europe, Africa, and the Himalayas—there was even a roughly marked area in the Atlantic Ocean.
"K'un-Lun and Ta Lo Village will be informed by Kamar-Taj. For thousands of years, they have been even more conservative and secretive than us Mystic Arts practitioners, showing no interest whatsoever in outside affairs. Ta Lo Village in particular has almost never had anyone appear in the outside world. Per Mr. Howlett's instructions, we need not concern ourselves