Gathering of Titans

"Sandrew, it had been a while, hadn't it?"

In a dim gray room, a woman draped in a black sorceress's robe asked quietly, "How was the person I recommended?"

"Not bad," Sandrew replied flatly.

But soon, a hearty voice from far away took over. "I think he's pretty good. How about you leave him to me?"

"Dream on!" Sandrew shot back with a glare.

Other voices soon followed. "Sandrew, since you called this meeting, don't make us come all this way for nothing."

"Spatial transmission consumes no small amount of resources. Besides, these are extraordinary times. Those lunatics from the Inquisition are watching closely. Don't let them catch our tail."

"The Bauhinia Lineage recently sent word that the Justice Alliance seemed to be planning to take a knife to us on the Wasteland. Sandrew, was there really a need to gather at a time like this?"

The successive interrogations wiped the excitement straight off Sandrew's face.

Recently, the Justice Alliance and the Inquisition had begun suppressing the Dark Council's expansion. Especially after Nicole Bailando, that woman, had turned coat, large numbers of Human Race forces had moved into the Wasteland.

Just yesterday, a councilor and the organization under his command had been wiped out in one fell swoop. Not a single whisper had leaked beforehand.

Clearly, there was a mole within the Dark Council. The council president was now doing everything in his power to root them out. Naturally, this was not the time to convene a meeting, especially one where their true bodies descended.

Yet when he saw the Butterfly Girl in the center, her belly swollen and round, the hesitation that had just surfaced was immediately snuffed out.

Compared to the risks, he believed the business they were about to discuss was far more important.

"Don't worry. You