Chapter 71: Meeting I
He raised his hand and slammed it on the table with shattering force. His aura pressure turned more harsh and made the space around him tremble with red-like light.
"Fenris Vorrakyn! You shouldn’t have been killed. You should have resisted to the end so I can personally tear you apart with my own hands," Drenvar raged, his eyes blazing.
Vacuse watched him with mild amusement because he understood what Drenvar was feeling—the sting of betrayal that must have hooked him deeply.
Drenvar actually trusted Fenris Vorrakyn, unlike the others that he expected to betray him.
Skya cleared her throat, and the man sitting close to her shifted in his seat.
Gavyn Froshmmer looked around awkwardly.
Skya continued after some time, once Drevix calmed down. "Some of the warriors in the Wing Brigade were traitors, but they all seem to have been killed by counter-traitors.
"From what we were able to piece together, the cooperation between the Black Accord and traitors didn’t go as planned, and some kind of infighting happened.
"The Dragon Lord and Duke Frexon dealt with those inside. And... Lord Vacuse," something flickered in Skya’s eyes, "used the blood fog to distract those outside so that they could be dealt with.
"As of the moment, we’ve recorded over two hundred deaths, most of them from the Guards and warriors. But there was a deliberate target of those from the Vorrakyn family.