His voice carried no emotion whatsoever.
"For the first time since they began working with us, one of the Dukes has fallen. His Medallion of Command is in the hands of whoever killed him, and they are not able to track it yet. But they will."
He rose from his throne, and every Imperator present straightened to attention.
"The plans have changed. They want us to stir the nest first without revealing anything more about their involvement. So it is why we have to do all this shit right now."
Those star-filled eyes turned toward the distant horizon, toward where Sacred Mountains rose against the night sky.
"They want us to hold the Noble Beast responsible accountable. So we shall be going toward the nearest Sacred Mountain."
A cold smile crossed his eerily beautiful features.
"Vorrath, right?"
