Suddenly, Vacuse began stiffening.
Whispered Blade was trying to convince him to take him to the Great Dungeon, thereby creating the illusion to Vacuse and everyone else that his real aim was the Dungeon.
But what if that was just what he wanted Vacuse and everyone else to think?
Whispered Blade was from the Eastern Region, and he was a very powerful Independent Soulbearer.
The same Eastern Region that Moonblame was supposed to be delivered to.
If Vacuse entered the Great Dungeon, his men that were left behind would be protecting the Morrowling. What better way to take action than through Whispered Blade, who would have joined the ranks of his men?
Ah.
Fuck it.
None of it showed on his face though as he looked at Whispered Blade. "You want to fight them for a place? You should have come sooner. Right now, I can't allow any fight between my men. Not when I need them to be in top health when we enter the Dungeon."
