Martis's Secret Meeting Room, Stone Town.
Martis sat in his ornate head chair. His fingers tapped an impatient rhythm on the wooden surface.
Tap, tap, tap.
The sound was quiet andclear in the silent room. His usually calm face had hardened.
Around the table, his illegal allies sat in a tense silence. A pale-faced Vampire noble swirled a goblet filled with a thick red liquid. In another chair, a 000 Commander stood silently, encased in black armor and a black mask. At the end of the table, an Emissary from the Rituk Kingdom, a burly man with sharp yellow eyes, stood with his arms crossed.
Nila and Wilas stood tensely behind Martis's chair.
The 000 Commander was the first to speak. His voice was hoarse and muffled from behind his helmet. "I did not expect you to be in this kind of situation, Martis."
Martis turned to the 000 commander. He was silent for a moment before replying, "The situation is still under control."
