"Now, let's begin."
After they had finished escorting Maeve around the Miris Sect, Evelyn, Lucia, Bylur, Rehni, and Aralee were meeting in Lucia's room within Maeve's estate.
They would have the next two days off while Maeve met with her grandaunt and dealt with internal Miris Sect subjects that a band of hired mercenaries could not attend.
Lucia and Evelyn quickly caught the others up on what had occurred at the party and what their goal going forward was.
"So, he's really here? The man that defeated our parents and captured them to be used as experimental subjects." Aralee said, a quiet wrath in her eyes.
While she had not witnessed the intense battle and the death of their parents, it was still a traumatic experience for her. One day her entire family was gone, and she had been left alone to fend for herself.
At the time she could not understand the weight of what had happened but that changed as she raised her rank and intelligence increased. Now she knew very well what had occurred and was aware of the negative emotions she felt. They were not as intense as Evelyn's and Bylur's, but she wanted to avenge her parents all the same.
"Yes, I could never forget his face. He's here." Evelyn nodded in confirmation.
"And that brings us to the purpose of this meeting. We're going to assassinate the two visitors from the Deamhain Sect." Lucia said confidently.
Nevertheless, their objective was not going to be easy. They could not simply launch a frontal assault on the two men. The moment they did something so brazen the entire Miris Sect would view them as enemies.
Fortunately, there were multiple avenues that they could pursue if all they wanted to do was kill two people.
"The first hurdle we need to clear is to make sure that no one suspects us. To that end we all need to be seen in public at the time the murders occur."
"I'm not sure it will be that easy. Now that I've thought about it more rationally, poison might not work well against that man."
Evelyn told Lucia that Oswaldo practiced venom magic. Most likely his resistance to poison was far higher than the average person's thanks to his magical affinity.
"Your assumption is probably right. Most individuals gain at least some resistance to the same type of magic that they use."
Lucia wore a hardened expression as she thought deeply, before she let out a deep sigh.
Moving her hand up tot eh storage amulet she always wore, she took out a single item.
It was a completely gray dagger that gave off an eerie aura.
There was ornate patterning on its blade, and its hilt was inlaid with jewels. Still, there was no color anywhere on the weapon. As if it sucked away any vibrancy that came in contact with it.
"I was saving this for someone else, but you need it now more than I do."
Carefully, Lucia reached over and handed the dagger to Evelyn.
"Wait! I can't take this. You were planning on using it for your own revenge. I can tell already that it's not a normal weapon."
Evelyn could feel powerful and wicked magical energy sealed within the weapon Lucia was presenting to her. This dagger was unbelievably dangerous.
"What you say is true, but it does not matter anymore. My plans have changed drastically now that I have reliable allies. This dagger may not even work on the target I intended it for. So go ahead and take it. Our goals are the same. Everything we do it to take down this accursed nation."