Cult of Ember Justice Hideout
It was morning, and the sun had already climbed into the sky, casting its radiant light over the dark forest.
Deep within the forest, in a clearing hidden by towering ancient trees, a group of five men in black robes strolled together, engaged in conversation.
Among them was Alister, who wore his usual cold expression.
"Master Alister, how is your mission going?" one of them asked.
"Good," Alister answered casually.
The men weren't fazed by his curt reply; they were already accustomed to his demeanor.
"We heard the bigger mission would resume soon. Is that true?" they pressed.
"Xandros is undercover, preparing for it. In a month or two, it will begin," Alister replied.
He recalled his arrangement with Xandros before the mission began. If everything went perfectly as they had planned—not only would they secure a few new candidates for the dark seed ritual, but they would also reap other benefits that would interest the higher-ups of the cult.
