"You're back, Tong? What's the news!" Syla demanded, briefly forgetting that she was talking to a demon; her anxiousness and desperation let such things too easily skip her mind.
For his part, Tong didn't count it, or even act against or for it. After all, it was his lord that ordered him. "We have been given the go-ahead by Lord Vale. Their battle on the other side seems to be starting as well, and I've learned a crucial information. In the Capital, we'll find the Akatsuki throne; it's what we must destroy... or hold."
Syla digested the information and then nodded. Now they had a clear objective of what they were to do. "Then, lead the way."
Tong frowned and turned away from her, his hands raised, slender fingers curling in the air as if gripping invisible strings. And although others couldn't see what he was doing, Syla and the rest could feel the power in the air get heavier and heavier.
