The East District of East City.
Edwin sat in the main seat, his body sunk into the high-backed chair.
The firelight from the hearth cast half his face in a dark red glow, while the other half was buried in shadow.
He fiddled with a Thunder Eagle Badge, his fingertips stroking the cold metal surface.
Adrian paced back and forth in the room.
He made three circuits, paused, then made three more. Finally, he stopped in front of the fireplace and stared at the dancing embers.
"Brother, we can't wait any longer."
Edwin didn't look up, his gaze fixed on the badge. A flash of lightning flickered deep within his pupils, then vanished.
"What's the rush?" His voice was calm. "We wait."
Adrian's face darkened, and he lowered his voice.
"Ever since she returned from her quest for a Potion in the Extreme North Ice Sea, bringing back that Wild Wizard... everything has changed."
"First, the attempted assassination. We lost a Level Two Wizard, and we couldn't even find all of his remains."
