In the night, Janus called for an emergency summons. The council members wished to deny such a request, tired from their busy day, but when they didn't show up in time, Templars arrived at their rooms and homes to force them to come.
At the head of the council table, Janus sat with his fingers interlocked, resting his chin on them. Behind him, Gabriel stood like a statue, the two watching as each council member was either forced in by Templars or dragged their tired bodies to their seat.
"This isn't right, Janus!" One of them yelled in annoyance as he threw the Templar's arms off him, "I remember when Theodoisus did something like this. Dragged his enemies out of their homes in the middle of the night."
"My friends." Janus softly spoke, with a thin smile, "Forgive me for being so forceful, but I needed you here whether you wished to be or not."
