Ignis and the other four horsemen sat around a lonely table on the top floor of the Media Centre. The room had been decorated with the ritziest materials they could find.

  While the other three merely sat silently, staring at him as they drank their beers, Ignis tried not to look guilty.

  "So where the hell did you go, Ignis?" Shade asked.

  "He went to help those Awoken Myths guys on my order," Altan said before Ignis could get a word in.

  "That wasn't what we agreed to." Shade said.

  "Enough, Shade." Graves said.

  Graves had that kind of creepy presence where he barely needed to speak above a whisper to draw their attention.

  "Ignis, Altan, would you kindly explain your actions to the guild? I believe we agreed not to help the opposition."

  Altan shrugged as he leaned back in his chair. "We lost nothing by allowing Ignis to join them. In fact, I would say that the troops he brought back will be more loyal than ever."

  Ignis nodded. "Besides, I don't recall agreeing to anything. You three have been using the goblins to power level while denying me the chance to fight at nearly every opportunity." Ignis shot back angrily as flames licked up and down his arms.

  "Your build interferes with ours!!" Shade all but screeched. "If you burn them all, then Graves doesn't get any undead, and my diseases are scorched."

  "Enough," Graves cut in. "Did the Awoken Myths people attack you or do anything funny?"

  Ignis frowned. "No, why?"

  "You seem to have come back with fewer people than you left with. Even when we account for the people, Altan has resurrected." Graves pointed out.

  "Yeah, and now we don't have to feed those weaklings," Altan said. "Those people were only a part of our guild while we protected them. They would have left us the moment they didn't need us, and you know it."

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  "We could have turned them into undead." Graves quietly pointed out.

  "Yes, because a guild that kills everyone and turns them into zombies isn't going to be immediately nuked, you moron," Ignis said sarcastically.

  "Enough," Altan said. "We have a bigger issue."

  Ignis felt his eyes flick to Altan curiously.

  "The Awoken myths guild is clearly as ruthless as we are. They either figured out we were going to betray them or just decided to use us. Regardless, the Awoken Myths aggroed the goblin horde and pulled a large number of them into our settlement," Altan stated.

  "Indeed. In hindsight, simply joining in the war efforts properly would have resulted in better rewards. But it doesn't matter. We still got the quest rewards, and that's all that really mattered." Graves said

  "All that mattered?!" Shade hissed. "These two went behind our backs, betrayed us. He sided with the enemy. They can't do that!"

  "I made an executive decision," Altan stated.

  "You're not in charge here." Shade said coldly.

  "Oh, do you want to challenge me?" Altan asked, palming his scimitar's handle. "You couldn't lead a cat out of a wet paper bag."

  "YOU!!" Shade squealed as he turned red and shot up from his chair, his hands wreathed in the filth of a hundred diseases.

  "Gentleman, gentleman," Graves said in a cold, quiet voice. "Please relax. Now that the goblins are gone, we have more interesting things to discuss."

  "What things?!" Shade asked, clearly unwilling to back down.

  Despite the fact that everyone at the table had some form of immunity or resistance to his plagues.

  "I'm talking about killing those Awoken Myths guys for dissing us." Graves said.

  "Plague doesn't travel well in the winter, and I can't make you guys immune to my disease. I can only cure you when you get sick." Shade said.

  "Then we go there in person, wait until that priest leaves their base and then we kill him. Once he's dead, we can bring our armies to bear, burn that school to the ground and add them to our forces." Graves said as his hands stroked his scythe.

  “You two are thinking too small,” Altan tisked dismissively

  “They’ve just started plotting murder and arson,” said Ignis. “That’s thinking too small?”

  “What do you know, Altan, the only brain you have is between your legs? What do you want to do to get a harem of a hundred women?" Shade said.

  Altans' eyes flickered with emerald flames, and Ignis suddenly became much more worried.

  “Still too small,” said Altan, sitting upright, his concubines resting their hands on him. He rested his elbows on the table and steepled his fingers together.

  "You guys aren't thinking of the big picture. We need to look to the future. I don't want to live in the Vancouver area; I want to conquer it," Altan suggested, his eyes glowing green with ambition.

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