Council Hall, Tor
"The bastard is really something; it is hiding its traces too well," cursed the woman in her early twenties.
She is looking at the document in front of her with angry and frustrated eyes.
"Should we call bed Byr and Noa back?" asked the old man on the other side of the table.
To that, the woman shook her head.
"No, let them pursue the lead they have; it is the only one we had got in more than a century," replied the woman, shaking her head.
"Just ask them to be careful," said the man sitting in the head chair.
With that, the projection changed in front of them, and a different one appeared. It immediately made a surprise appearance in the eyes of the many people sitting at the table.
