Alexander sat alone in his chamber…
He had just gotten the reports from his scouts and he wasn't feeling good right now.
He needed to buy more time.
"Tsk… They're moving a lot faster than I expected. I should delay this even just for two or three more days." He muttered as he looked at the faint glow of dragon blood vials illuminating his desk.
The laboratory outside was still buzzing with alchemists working furiously, but he knew they needed more time.
Every hour mattered. If Shane's people succeeded in rescuing Roan, the entire plan, the elixirs, the poison mist, and the armor would collapse before it was complete.
He opened his interface, scrolling through his contacts. Shane's name was there…
It was during the time of the auction when they had once crossed paths. They weren't friends, but as fellow clan leaders, they had added each other. In this world, having contacts was survival.
Alexander's fingers hovered for a moment before he finally typed a message.
