Chapter 78: Hidden Enemies
The council chamber was still in disarray when Alex called her closest advisors together. The fragments of the assassin's attack lingered in every shadow, like an unspoken curse woven into the air. She stood at the head of the battered table, the parchment with the ominous warning clenched in her hand.
"The Whispering Blade is not just a myth," Alex began, her voice resolute. "We can't treat them like folklore. They've infiltrated our city, and this attack proves they've been planning it for some time."
Marelle was the first to respond, her expression sharp with disbelief. "How could they operate in the wastelands for years without us noticing? We've had scouts combing those regions for decades."
"Because they've made us complacent," Ethan interjected, stepping forward. "They've let the chaos work in their favor, keeping us distracted with faction wars and raiders while they built their network in the shadows."