A tense silence descended in the backroom.
A long time later, Berger heaved a deep sigh. "Just how deep into the Cult has he infiltrated to uncover such information?"
Nilrem intently studied the gnome. He ignored the question, then said in a solemn voice, "Sir, you know what this means, don't you?"
Berger silently nodded, a dark look on his face.
"I'm making a wild assumption here, so correct me if I'm wrong," the wandering Magus began.
The gnome glanced at him with narrowed eyes, then gestured for him to continue.
"You're planning to deal with all the Cult spies in one go," Nilrem said. "Putting aside the matter of the Wardens, Agents, and Acolytes you need to take care of, there are three Councilors that you need to confront, correct?"
Berger silently nodded.
"And, including yourself, there are exactly three Mana Core Magi on your side," Nilrem added. "So it's going to be a close one."
"Four." Berger corrected him.
