Somewhere outside the party, far in the dark parts of Sintril, a silhouette of men in suits can be seen guarding a warehouse. It couldn't be seen what was going on inside the warehouse, and it was almost like they were pillars there. Inside the warehouse, Kristan Vance is seated there, and something is biting him a bit. “So you are telling me that Eizo was taken down. I will not take a joke!” He was looking at one of his men, it was like they were trying to pull a fast one on him, but then there was nothing going to be giving him the relief knowing that he was not going to be dealing with something like that, but it was not a joke. The man in front of Kristan was shaking; he couldn't control his legs, looking at the tyrant in front of him. The mere thought of what he would do to him was something that would bother anyone, and it was not going to be easy to even look him in the eye. “Sir, he was taken out, and there was no way for us to find out who it was that took him down. But

Lauren watched as Silas climbed the stage, a smile on his face and a determined look that could pierce the heart of the weak. “How is this possible?” Hilary asked; she was looking at Silas, trying to ponder how it was possible for the man she had been seeing for almost the past three years to do almost nothing but serve her daughter like a dog. “He is nobody, so how on earth are they calling him to the stage like that?” Hillary turned to Lauren; she was not sure what was going on anymore. “Tell me this is a bad dream, Mother. Please tell me I am not seeing that man climb that stage.” Lauren was looking at Silas; she was not sure how she was going to be able to believe what she was looking at and how it was even possible in any way that he was able to get to that level without them even knowing, and there was no way for them to get wind of it on time. “It can't be; there has to be something we aren't seeing here, and we need to get it run through immediately.” Hillary was as shoc