"He... He claims he has a way to gather more information about the Torank weapon," Moth's revelation hit the room like a bomb. The moment the words left his mouth, the entire hall fell into a heavy, deafening silence.
Even the air seemed to thicken with shock. "He's demanding a meeting. He wants to finalise the arrangement to move his core forces and his people into our territory for security while he deals with the aftermath."
"He didn't give up," the Grand Elder chuckled, the sound deep and dry, like stone grinding on stone. He couldn't contain his amusement. "This kid... For some reason, he makes my blood boil with excitement! Perhaps he truly is the missing piece we have all been looking for. Send the reply… Tell him to come."
"Come?" Moth paused, his voice pitching higher in confusion, as if he had just heard something utterly absurd. "Come where, exactly?"
"Where else?" The Grand Elder was clearly enjoying Moth's startled expression. "Here!"
