"Kaziraik dares to poke his nose in my matter," Klaus said at last, his voice low but carrying a deadly edge. "It seems I'll have to personally deal with him before I resume my conquest. Pests like him should be eliminated early, before they grow into problems."
Klaus had now been fully healed up and was sitting inside a conference room inside the sanctuary since it was the safest place for him right now.
The five lords stood in a half-circle around him, their killing intent still simmering from the earlier assassination attempt. Their loyalty was unshakable, but even they could not hide the unease in their eyes.
It was Wind Lord who voiced the question all of them carried in their hearts. "My lord, what about the assassin? We cannot see him. If he remains cloaked, how do you intend for us to strike him down?"
