"My lord," Grimlock's voice sounded from the other side of mental link in William's mind as he sat up on his camp bed.
"Grimlock, have you found anything suspicious recently in the cult headquarters?" william asked him making Grimlock look around his surroundings, he was currently standing inside the headquarters.
"My lord, the base has been seeing an influx of explosives and mana-blocking poison incoming from several production lines of the cult. The higher-ups say that these are to be supplied to assist Demon Lord Bellial's army in the recent clash." he spoke as he looked at several men handling these items in fron of him.
William sighed. "Have any of those batches of explosives and poison reached Bellial's army?"
"No, my lord, they are just hoarding everything from the past few days in the huge basement below the headquarters."
William rubbed his temples. "A clear trap," he thought.
