Simon remained inside the empty alley after the Murmur Bone disappeared into his spatial ring.
His finger continued tapping against his arm while the two missions settled into place inside his mind.
Black Horn wanted him to protect the convoy.
Black Banner wanted him to rob it.
Both sides were preparing traps. Both sides were hiding information. And both expected him to take the greatest risk while they watched from safer positions.
Simon looked at the dusty floor.
'If I choose Black Horn completely, the decision is simple. I can use the Voice's request and information to help Korran crush the attackers, and collect the mission rewards.'
Seventy thousand low-grade hell stones were useful, but hardly important. The Profound artifacts that were not weapons or the resources from the treasury held more value, and the hundred war merits were even better.
