Razaal
"Have you found the intruder?" asked the woman, who looked to be in her early fifties to the projection in front of her.
She didn't hide her emotions as she asked the question. Worry could be clearly seen across her face.
"Not yet," replied the man with his expressions turning worse.
"Are you sure, there is an intruder?" she asked. To that man nodded. "Very sure. All the signs have pointed that, someone had entered through the rift," replied the man.
"Were you able to discover the source?" she asked, and he shook his head at that. "No, but looking at the data; it is likely from the ruin and not intentional," replied the man. Hearing that, the eyes of the woman flooded in relief.
"We are at a critical juncture. Nobody must find out what we are doing; the fate of our organization depends on it," said the woman.
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