The five members of the Silent Night Secret Society became utterly resolute as they listened to the upper evil spirit's oath.
They gazed at the upper evil spirit with shining eyes, then nodded one after another.
"I feel the same."
"I feel the same."
They did not speak in unison, but their responses came almost simultaneously.
Then the five exchanged glances.
An unprecedented sense of trust rose in their hearts.
It was the kind of trust that came only from advancing toward the same goal, risking life and limb for the same conviction.
The feeling was unfamiliar to them.
But they did not dislike it.
Being able to trust others felt wonderful.
And being trusted by others felt better than anything they had ever known.
Sensing their emotions and thoughts, the upper evil spirit smiled faintly and spoke at just the right moment. "Everyone, we don't have much time. Let's find more companions, then... convene a Council Meeting!"
"Understood!"
The five answered.
After exchanging another glance and nodding, they slipped into the streets of Aitandinburg and quickly disappeared.
Standing in the room, the upper evil spirit let out a small sigh of relief.
Although it was all but immortal, its abilities were not invincible.
Operating openly like this, coordinating everything, was rather unfamiliar to it.
But one successful experience pointed the way toward the next success.
It believed that the next time it did this, things would be much easier.
And now?
It needed to patch the greatest hole in Runkal's plan.
It was not that his plan was imperfect.
It simply needed to be tailored to the individual.
Runkal merely wanted to survive.
So his plan focused more on throwing everything into chaos.
But its Boss?
He wanted more than chaos.
That would be far too simple.
And