Flaxseed slammed a fist onto the table, fury blazing. "That witch Lunaria, venom through and through! We have to strip her mask off and show the world what she is!"
Jared placed a steadying hand on his shoulder. "Not yet. We still know far too little about Blackshade Demon Palace. One reckless move and she'll smell the hunt. Right now, we must strengthen our abilities and secure proof of what happened to your clan."
Flaxseed's brows knitted. "But where do we even start? We scoured every ancient record in the palace; not one line explains the truth behind its fall."
"Perhaps we could start from the forces around Nine Serpent Mountain." Jared tapped the tabletop, thinking aloud. "Lunaria mentioned some of them growing restless. They might remember whispers from that night. She wants them to test us, we will let her, while we use this as an opportunity to investigate in return."
Flaxseed's eyes sparked with sudden clarity. "Brilliant! We pretend to deal with those factions, and in the chaos, we listen for buried truths."
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