What will you do if you meet an old enemy who does not know yet that he will be your enemy in the future?
Kill them? Coerce them? Make them your friends?
Rise crossed them all out.
What was better?
Of course, make them your subordinates and use them well.
"Guild Leader, I told you I'd show you an amazing show that will greatly interest you." Rise spoke, not leaving his gaze off the ground.
"I did not lie. Look closely, Guild Leader." Slowly he turned to Kamille, his eyes sharp and focused. "You'll see... what we're up against."
Kamille did not respond, but his attention was truly captured this time.
"Damn it," Quin spat out a mouthful of blood, glaring at the crowd who unknowingly surrounded them.
He was not alone, and the same frustration could be seen in each one of them, except Owen, who was unconscious.