In a dark secret room, some individuals were hiding themselves in a thick lousy cloth of dark color. On their heads were a hood to hide their identities. In front of them was a man in his late 50's. He had black and gray hair. He had a slight mustache and thin beard. He has a pair of slightly squinted eyes.
He wore a white tunic dress under his black and purple robe. In his hand was a cane to aid his balance.
Meanwhile, there was an ugly frown on his face. As though he had the baddest day of his life. This man was none other than Wilbert Dona. The brother of Gilbert Dona, the current Mayor of Merc Town.
Thud!
A loud thud echoed inside the room when the person in front of those people in dark attires tapped his cane against the cold marble floor.
"Tsk! Are those imperial soldiers still alive?" He said with indications of anger and impatience.