Ploy To Create Ties

'Speaking of the devil.'

The middle-aged man looked in the direction of the large door leading to the Hall, and an Old man could be seen walking into the place. There was nothing special about the man from a glance, however, anyone powerful enough could sense the hidden strength in the seemingly harmless body of the Old man.

The Old man didn't draw any attention as he appeared, he silently walked into the Hall, disappearing into the crowd. The next time he came to view, he was seated with the Elders of the Phoenix Faction.

"Flint is still inside?" The Old man inquired about his student.

One of the Elders pointed at one screen, and Flint could be seen trying to cross the lava.

"I knew he would make it this far." The Old man didn't seem surprised that his student made it that far.