After offering to disappear to the White Ash City for the following two days in pursuit of answers, the Council waste no time and accept my compromise to grant the City its much-needed reprieve – giving the mortal faction gifted time to rebuild their defences in my absence without the risk of the Nightcrawlers returning. Despite slowly beginning to sway behind the idea that they may not have been there solely for me last night, I stand behind my decision while listening to the others argue back and forth amongst themselves in a flurry of outspoken opinions on my already settled plan.
Growing tired of the repetitive bickering rupturing throughout the hostile room, I rise from my seat and silently excuse myself from the meeting before turning to look back at the confused gazes of those in a
