"Kiernan Hunter…"
Kiernan said as he looked at the white-haired man.
This was not what he imagined he would look like—not at all—and yet it was clear as the sky that this man was the epitome of power.
"Call that person back. Tell him that you agreed with the demands and that you'll teleport him here right away."
Imperius said.
"Alright…"
Kiernan pulled out the phone but then stopped and asked.
"What's your plan? There will be quite a few coming, and if you guys start fighting, you'll alarm the city's guards, and then we will really be in trouble."
"It won't come down to that, I promise. They're not fools."
Imperius said.
"Alright then."
Kiernan shrugged his shoulders, dialed the number, and then pressed the phone against his ear.
After a few rings, it connected.
"Fine, I'll do it. Tell me how to do the ceremony, and I will."
Kiernan said.
"Heh…"
Imperius chuckled under his breath—silently so the phone wouldn't pick up on it—and crossed his legs.
