Malcolm nodded in satisfaction, raised his hand, and with a flick, a palm-sized gray-white token shot from his sleeve, landing in Soul Devourer Puppet's hand.
The token was made from the special bones of the Reincarnation Realm. On the front was a twisted character for "Puppet", while the back was covered with densely packed command runes.
"This is the Puppet General Token. With it, everyone in Malevolent Path Hall, save for me, must treat your word as mine. All resources, puppets, and Soul Hunters are yours to dispatch."
Soul-Devouring Puppet clasped the token. Runes flashed in its eyes, and the bone slipped beneath the skin of its palm. leaving only a faint gray sigil.
"Go on, then."
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