Vaerion poured himself a glass of wine, too. Time passed by, seconds turned into minutes, with no one talking. The two heroes sat there calmly, drinking tea and enjoying the serenity of the place.
Just as Reinhardt opened his mouth to speak, Vaerion spoke first.
"I know what you want to say".
"Oh?! Do you?"
The Dark Knight nodded his head. "I can pretty much guess. You found out about the corruption festering within the capital, right?"
As if saying that he hit the bullseye, Vaerion grinned. "The demons are on the move. I don't know what they are planning exactly, but I can tell that they have spread their corruption deep within the Holy Grounds".
Reinahrdt's eyes were a little grave. As expected, a level 10 hero like him would be shaming his title and rank if he were unaware of the demonic activity happening right under his nose. That said, if he was aware, then why wasn't he doing anything?
