Dancing Puppet

ARES HEARTH'S POV:

"Sir, he has returned," whispered a Dwarf, his shadow standing right outside the entrance to my quarters.

"Very well. Bring him here."

"As you wish," said the envoy, departing the scene in search of the individual in question.

Had he really accomplished his goal in mere days?

The boy in red had promised to turn a large portion of the enemy's men against the Dragons, allowing us to deliver a devastating strike onto our adversaries. If we could execute the plan in place without setbacks, our victory was assured.

However, even with information being relayed to us from the inside, I still had no information whatsoever on Jay Cadmium's whereabouts or goals. He was, without a doubt, the only individual who posed a real threat to me.

The boy had reached S-rank. Whether or not he was aware of that was unimportant. I was aware and wary of Princess Asthia's power, but I had heard that she was no longer a threat in her current state.