Cassius and Rayna were seated regally at the high seat in the room befitting their status and his aides were already seated in a secluded corner, their expressions grim and focused.

Rayna looked up, her eyes locking onto Morna's with a mixture of relief and determination. "Morna, Drakon, good to see you both. We have much to discuss."

Drakon nodded, feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on him. He glanced around the table, feeling tension among the new faces but noticing them with cautious curiosity.

Cassius began, "We have intelligence suggesting that Victor is planning to bring in a shipment of silver bullets and an extremely potent strain...