Counter 10: Dark Clouds (part 1)
After lunch, quarter to one
Nineteenth day of Sapta’xahr, 4044
AB Academy grounds, fourth watch tower
“We have already talked about this. We planned enough. I believe.” Tristan bites his lip.
Tristan and Azalea has learned about this assault by looking into the memories of that card. Tristan alone would not have been able to interpret this much. Within that pool of images, Azalea is able to catch the important pieces that fit right in the puzzle they are trying to solve.
“What do you want to do, prez?” Azalea asks while wearing a flat smile on her face.
“She really is cunning,” he tells himself. Azalea already knows that he cannot ignore the situation. She is asking that kind of question after knowing what kind of threat will come.
“What kind of answer does she want to hear from me?”
All members of Asylum, except Evan who is currently absent, are sitting comfortably on their usual space. They look at him as if they are anticipating a mind-blowing answer.