—Caldor—Neo was standing by the balcony of his mansion, trying to hold his head down with a smile on his face that showed that he was in the mood for chaos. ‘I know that there isn’t going to be anything like a war, but there is about to be something that none of them would be able to hold down.’ He knew what was about to happen, knowing that the heirlooms in his hand were stronger than anything he had imagined. “You know that there has to be a way for you to think about things like this without looking like you're some kind of weirdo.” A voice came from behind him. The smile on his face widened when he knew who it was, and why he was here wasnt going to be a mystery to him. “I dont know why, but when I hear your voice, I am sure that there is no way for anything bad to happen.” He turned to see Ohera standing there with a file in his hand, and he knew how they were going to handle the things in front of them. “You know, I am not surprised that you use human voices as a soothin

The Crest Caldor. The one spot that everyone in Caldor would want to frequent and get things off their chest, anyone would be seen there, and no one would even bat an eye. It was going to be harder for anyone to imagine what was going on with the other. But then there was someone peculiar in the midst of the Cafe, there was a look in her eyes, and it was clear that there was something eating them up in their mind. Elizabeth Martins…. She was trying to make sure that she would get a deal with Ohera, but there was something else happening within her mind, knowing that there wasn't going to be a chance for them to even get Rachel to do something for her, and make sure that there wasn't going to be a chance for her to slip up. “I know that you worked with Cruz, but that doesn't mean you have the right to call me when you want something.” Ohera was already there, he knew that she wasnt someone to be ignored, but then she wasnt someone serious. It was clear that she had come with some

The Meeting Hall— Southern Glades… Veritas summoned Nathan and Liu to discuss what had happened, and they weren't about to let it happen again. “I don't know why but I have a feeling that this has something to do with your friend who decided to pay you a visit and if I want to think right then there should be something connecting him to everything about to happen.” Liu wanted to make sure that there wasn't going to be anything that would be more pressing on the issues that they already have at hand. 'I don't think there is something that would be coming from any angle of trouble.’ Nathan wasn't about to let anything stand in their way and he was going to make sure that he would get things under control knowing what it was. “If you are here in the South, then I don't want to know what is happening in the North.” Liu knew that Nathan's presence wasn't going to be removed easily but there wasn't going to be any chance that they would start hunting things down. 'It isn't going to

The Specter family heirlooms were strong artifacts handed over to generations of powerful men in that family. Every one of them had a flame in their soul that was strong enough to keep the continent in check. Nathan was the first Specter son who never got the handing-over ritual. It wasnt going to be easy for him to imagine keeping it sane. But now the leaders of the continent were asking him to give them the very artifacts that he would use to remember his family; there was no way on earth he would think of doing something like that. In the quarters that Veritas had given him and Liu, he stood by the window. Staring down, trying to see if he would be able to clear his head and get things flowing in order. It wasnt going to be like any other order they had given him. ‘Telling me to give them the heirlooms so they would be able to fight with the power locked within them, this isn't something that you can control easily, and if they lose it, I will not have anything that would conne

“I can't believe that I almost fell for a trap that visible, there was no way for me not to see it.” Rachel was still going through the files, Carl was there helping her put things in order, and he wasnt even shocked that someone like Neo would want to pull something that would play Rachel into his hands. “If you had gone for this meeting, then there was a good chance that you wouldn't be coming back anytime soon.” He placed the file down, frantically running his hand on the table. He knew what was going to happen if Rachel hadn't gotten wind of what Neo had installed for her, and it was even clear that there was more to all of it. “This is confusing if you ask me,” he was trying to get his head wrapped around everything that was happening in front of him. “You know that there was no way that he would know what to do with you. I have checked all around and I know that he is not connected to Zauf in any way.” Rachel was now looking at Carl with a look of worry masked all over her.