Lynn pinched the Monocle and said, "I proposed more conditions, and this is a matter of great importance. With the Matriarch and the others absent, you're the only one who can represent Dark Night City right now. I need to know what you think."
In truth, Sir Awen was usually the only one holding things together anyway.
The Matriarch generally stayed out of things.
The others either shouted and fought or stayed aloof whenever something didn't concern them. Telling them about something like this was as good as saying nothing.
Sir Awen pondered for a moment, then said:
"So you think the Flesh Dominator is retreating to advance? That he wants to seize this chance to drag us down with him?"
Sitting cross-legged, Lynn nodded. "It's just a guess based on some recent events. Though the Flesh God Cult hasn't done much, the Plague Doctors have been very active. Those two have been in cahoots for ages, and we still haven't figured out what the Plague Doctors are after. Yet the Flesh Dominator suddenly agreed to peace talks. I can't shake the feeling that there's a lot more going on here."
The Mother Tree of Desire reviewed the course of events, then scoffed:
"Hah, why worry so much? If you ask me, we should just kill them all. That fellow in the Vision Realm may be strong, but you already have an authority. Add me and this Cyber here, and even if we can't kill him, we can certainly give him hell."
Lynn glanced over.
"And then what? His true form is inside the Vision Realm. Do we go in there to kill him, or lure him out? You're half-crippled, and the Matriarch and the others are still asleep. That fellow Old Wànkūn escaped even when five of us Origins