Marcus entered the hall, and there they could see the people waiting for them. It was a room that he would never have imagined that he would be inside. Kiva and Julius were shocked, it was as if they had entered an occultic room. The entire atmosphere was something else, they had their heads up looking around as they were trying to understand what was happening in the room. Everything seemed off, even the tables set with the men sitting there with their masks on. “...what in the world is this place?!” Julius muttered, shocked to see that there was a place like that. Marcus didn't even hold the answers to that question, but he knew that Sio had no powers in the main Order but he was one of their most trusted lieutenants that they wouldn't be holding anything back on if they wanted anything done. “I wonder if you spawned from the Nether realm…” Liron spat, looking around with disgust as he shook his head didn't even want to stand by them knowing that they were going to be saying o

The Gala of Orn…This festival was prepared for the elites of the land, who would be given the chance to meet. It was a festival that all of Allorian was meant to attend, regardless of status. In other words, it was a time when everyone would be equal in the playing fields. “So what you are saying is that basically there is a time of the year, that everyone in Allorian goes to a ball and they have to smile at each other…” Saint was looking at the men there; he still didn't understand the need for a ball and why it was even important… “This has to be one of those useless things in the land, because there isn't any way you are letting me know that a ball is that important…” he adds. Rhys chuckles a bit as he sorts plans on his desk, trying to make sure that his head is in the game and there isn't going to be anything that would set him on the path of destruction. “Well, if you put it that way, there has to be something we do there that isn't just dancing, but it isn't for the nor

Noelle had returned from her office, trying to make sure that there wasn't anything that could be a hindrance to the ball. She knew that Edgar would be calling her soon, then they would have the message of what they would be heading to, and for some reason, she thought it wasn't clear why Laura would be trying to talk like that to her. “...it isn't clear why she sounded that way, and there isn't a clear reason why I feel like there was something she was trying to say, but for some reason she…” A vibration from her purse, she looked down, trying to make sure it wasn't something that she would want to avoid the next day. Noelle paused and looked at her phone, trying to see who it was, and there she saw Edgar sending her a message, and it wasn't something she would have imagined from him. It read; ‘The party doesn't look clear, so please make sure you are next to Sir Rhys, I am afraid that there might be some ruckus…’ Noelle was shocked to see the message was something like that,

Noelle was in her room, trying to get everything in her head to calm down, knowing that there was something about everything that didnt sit right with her. Kito was able to get away, and from what she had been told, it looked like he was even deadlier than he was. ‘Why is there so much happening?’ she muttered, trying to get her head to work normally, knowing that there was still more going to come for her, and from what she had seen that night, it wasnt going to be the end of things. “I seem to be in the middle of something that has the capacity of getting bigger than I imagine.” She sat there, thoughts kept coming to her, eating up her soul like she was something to get eaten from, and there was nothing she could do. There was a knock on the door. She turned to see who it was and knew what was going on. Standing up, she walked slowly, opening it to find Rhys standing there. “Lord Rhys…” she muttered, looking at him. It was rather strange that he would be there, but she had not

“What do you mean that he has it?!” Ivan Erwin barked. He was looking at Uris, trying to find out how his son had stumbled on something that he wouldn’t even want to let him get his hand on. “My liege, I don’t know how, but the young master has been spiraling into something else, and he thought that the…” “He thought that the only thing he could do was accept a drug that I rejected from the Crest years ago?!” Ivan was trying to understand what it was that would push his son into believing that killing himself was the best option. Uris was silent, watching Ivan try to put his head together and accept the reality that his son might have entered something far greater. “I wasn’t sure what to do. I have always been with him, but he kept acting paranoid and…” Ivan let out a groan, tired of hearing about his son. It was burning his soul, and he couldn’t put it all down. “This isn’t something you should be told, Uris, you know very well that those people in that position care not what h