"Unlike those morons who want to kidnap Elina Verhen and exchange her for Menadion’s artifacts, we won’t keep a communication line open that would allow Verhen to find us.
"Once you get your prize, destroy your communication amulets and reach the meeting point you’ve convened with the other members of your group. After that, no matter if you succeed or fail, leave Garlen and never look back.
"If there’s something good that came out of the Piss King’s return is that his prolonged existence proves that Verhen’s tracking abilities have limits. If Narchat can disappear, then so can we.
"Once you get away, trust no one and don’t try to contact any member of our alliance. If you don’t know where the others are, you can’t betray them in the case you’re the unlucky bastard Verhen manages to find."
Everyone nodded for Xarto to continue.
"Here’s our target list." He accessed the Web of Knowledge to conjure the holograms of the Verhens. "Elina and Raaz are worth the hassle of capturing them only as a couple.
"They can produce a gifted offspring together, but there’s no guarantee they can do the same with another partner. They are C grade at best. Aran, Rena, and Surin Verhen are the real prize.
"They carry the exact same potential as their Awakened siblings and are classified as A grade. Leria, Falco, Teryon, and Lenart Verhen-Proudhammer are half-bloods.
"Their potential might be as good as Elysia’s if their human father enhanced their abilities, but it could be lower if he just diluted their Tiamat blood. They are not a safe bet like the pureblood Verhens, so B grade. Any questions?"
"Just one." Barago said. "Since we are putting our lives on the line together as an alliance, wouldn’t it be better if you Twilighters taught us the secret of the violet? We already have the bright blue core and perfect body refinement.
"We can take the next step anytime, and even though the increase in our magical strength wouldn’t be that much, body casting would make a huge difference."
"Hear, hear!" Lirta and the rest of the young Awakened yelled in approval.
"Not a chance." Rayko and the rest of the Twilighters emitted such a powerful killing intent that the blue-cored Awakened fell on their knees. "We are no friends, and there is no bond of trust between us, only alignment of interests.
"If we shared with you runts the power of the violet, nothing would stop you from running away and exposing our conspiracy to the Awakened Council. With your newfound violet core and our heads on a silver platter as your letter of introduction, you’d easily get an apprenticeship in a powerful Awakened bloodline.
"We are old, not stupid. We still remember how it feels to be young, ambitious, and conniving. The only reason we tolerate your disrespectful attitude is that we need you as much as you need us. Now let’s make that sun shine!"
***
The wind that had rattled the windows for the past weeks abated before Lith left the Verhen Home, and a few minutes after he left, the thick, dark clouds in the sky parted enough to let the sun peep out.
"Is it me, or is that real sunlight?" Aran asked.
"Don’t get too excited." Leria sighed. "We’ve seen this happening before. For a few minutes, the weather seems to get better, we go out to play, and then a pouring rainstorm forces us to run back home for our lives."
"I miss Auntie Nyka so much." Aran said. "At least we could make a lot of sun jokes when she was with us."
"I miss her too, sweetie." Elina said with a warm smile. "You still have us, though."
"No offense, Mom, but you guys are boring." Aran said, and Leria nodded. "Auntie Nyka is free-spirited and says lots of funny things. The only thing you do, instead, is nag at us."


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