Anne turned around as soon as the door was closed. She ordered the Amazons to assemble quickly. Albin called out to her at that mont.
"Nice acting lesson. I almost thought you really wanted a trial."
Anne looked at him dismissively. "Good thing I was able to concoct a believable story quickly. Without , you'd all be dead. But I hope I don't cross his path again. He's young and innocent, but this is probably the last ti he'll spare an enemy..."
Albin shrugged. He didn't care as long as he was alive. Anne continued.
"We have to leave. Claire had to abandon the quest to not arouse Priam's suspicions, but she is still alive. She will find our families without our help. What's the point of staying here and waiting for that monster to deign to open the door for us? Either Claire will succeed on her own, or she will fail, in which case we had better get to work."
Albin began to rant at hearing this. "Of course, it was a bad idea to let that idiot through the door! All our efforts were reduced to nothing. We are behind the other teams now. We should have attacked, our losses might have been heavy, but we would be in the do right now, and one of us would be a Baron!"
Anne squinted her eyes. "Are you challenging the orders, Albin?"
"Yours? Yes, clearly. Claire's? No, of course not. But still... I don't deny that our influence will snowball if she recruits him as a new mber. But he doesn't seem to be interested in that kind of deal. We haven't even found out what world he's coming from."
Anne sighed in annoyance. "That's why I'm in charge of the operation in Claire's absence and not you. You're an idiot. If we had attacked, we would all be dead, Claire was right. He's much stronger than he was this afternoon, and honestly, I'd be surprised if our fight could even have fazed him. My skill barely disturbs him, and we are blind in this fucking mist. Right now, the difference between us and him is huge. He would have exterminated us. But with our knowledge and opportunities, we'll soon overtake this kid. Learn to fight when you can win Albin, and... Don't make enemies you can't defeat."
The last sentence seed personal, and Albin shuddered. The woman before him had no scruples, and he swore he would rember that. Shyly, he asked.
"But why did you ask Claire to help us? I'm sure Priam suspects sothing by now."
"Because Claire was going to betray us. When she heard he had defeated Nea, she arranged for his arrival. She posed as a prisoner. Claire aid to get close to Priam and use him to find her family and complete her mission. You know her. Her family and her duty are her only interests. We don't matter to her. She seeks to strengthen the Revenants, but the two of us are disposable pawns. She had a better chance of achieving both goals by staying with Priam. Thanks to , he's wary, so she'll have to rely on us."
Albin nodded his head. "That's brilliant! But she must have hated that kind of manipulation... She's going to want us dead..."
"She's going to want us dead. But I had no choice. It was that or death. She wouldn't let the people in the do interrogate us. Now we have to start completing the plan. She puts her duty above her desires. She will let us live if we are useful to the movent."
"What about our families?" entreated Albin.
"It’s alright. I didn't say too much so Priam would take her to the do anyway. She may hate us, but our families have nothing to do with it. Her duty is to save and recruit them, so we can trust her. Now, stop wasting my ti!"
Anne clapped her hands and addressed the entire group. "The operation is a failure. If we can't convert the majority of the do, we must put it at risk. If they are not with us, they are against us. Many will join us to survive if the threat is great enough. Killing Baron Priam is now a priority. It's ti to earn our nickna. It's ti to attract a Count."
Albin shuddered even more.
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