14 Treason

Atlas steadied himself, his tendrils hooked under his arms and pulled him up, he looked around.

They were gone.

He screamed a curse and punched the wall with such force the wall cracked and more dust fell from the ceiling.

He dragged himself to his office with hoarse breath and scanned the floor. Once he found his cracked phone he turned it on.

At least it still worked.

He dialled a number and put the phone to his ear.

Once the person picked up he was eerily collected and spoke as if nothing was wrong "Hello, this is Atlas...Yes, High Sage Booker. I'm reporting an act of treason against The Astoria and the U.K Territory… A former City Guard, Jesse Sterling… He has an accomplice, a Soothseeker. I'll provide a photograph and more information after this conversation is over. Thank you."

He hung up and began sending an email.