At the end of the meeting, no matter what complaints the others had, the result was still the same. The cursed faction had no choice but to agree. It felt strange even in their position; they needed cooperation with others to make things truly work.
If one person held all these resources or power, they could take advantage of that, just like how the Board was now coming together and was doing the same thing.
At this moment, Quinn was strolling through the Cursed ship, a place he hadn't been in for a while, and to his surprise. The ship looked vastly different from what he had remembered. Maybe this was because the whole place was empty as the members weren't inside.
While walking, he didn't encounter anyone. The only things he heard were his echoing footsteps, and once in a while, loud bangs were coming from a nearby place.
