"Tell me the ratio outside," Commander Lan asked the employee, averting his eyes from me while pinching the bridge of his nose.
The employee swallowed hard and lowered his head.
"Their numbers were… overwhelming, sir. We counted at least a hundred, no… possibly more. But they keep increasing. Every time we think we have a solid count, they multiply."
The room stirred uneasily. Someone cursed under their breath. Another muttered, "More than a hundred? Can they even handle that?"
Of course not. Half of the Seekers were called in here; most were active. Half were left outside, but how many were fighters? Among them, Lexie and Etienne were the only two I could name. And looking around, I found the Captains of most of the higher ranks.
Commander Lan must have planned to take Lord Mammon inside the Dome, so he called most of the strongest Seekers here, but the clown did not come here to fight. He came here to get something.
