After Sunny was Introduced to the general shape of the plot, more technical details had to be discussed. The war was approaching swiftly, and at least three of the six conspirators would have to participate in the bloodshed directly.
The other three could be drawn into the deadly game between the two Sovereigns, as well. Both the government and the House of Night were desperately trying to maintain neutrality... but it was unknown if the Great Clans would cross the line in exerting pressure, thus making at least one of the neutral sides an accomplice in the Domain War.
Jet seemed a little troubled.
"Our position was more or less stable before. But now, with that damned assassination attempt... I don't know. The situation is unclear."
She glanced at Cassie and raised an eyebrow.
The blind seer seemed distracted for a moment, then said quietly:
"The news is spreading like wildfire, both in the waking world and in the Dream Realm. By now, it's all people are talking about. Everyone is outraged, of course... even the Legacy Clans are incensed. The situation is much more fiery in the Sword Domain - incendiary, even - but the Song Domain is reacting badly, too, Neph's influence transcends borders.”
Jet frowned.
"That was fast. Too fast, even"
Cassle nodded.
"Someone has been prepared. They are adding oil to the fire."
As everyone fell silent, Nephis said in an even tone:
"I wonder... who is responsible, this time."
Jet looked at her, lingered for a few moments, and smiled crookedly.
"It wasn't your own performance?"
Nephis frowned slightly, not exactly offended by her words, but seemingly displeased. Her answer was short:
"No."
Sunny listened with interest.
Actually, he had considered that the whole thing was staged by Cassie, as well. That would be in line with both her goal and her cunning. However, a few things didn't add up.
Nephis leaned back and sighed.
"My first thought was that it had been planned by Morgan. But it's not really her style... if Morgan was behind the assassination, there would have been countless victims among the government soldiers. She is always thorough, after all."
Jet crossed her arms, considering. Eventually, she simply shook her head and said with a hint of frustration in her volce:
"Then who the hell did it? It couldn't have really been Song, could it?"
Kai seemed troubled, as well. He remained silent for a while before saying cautiously;
"Actually, it could have been. Princess Morgan was right when she said that there aren't a lot of archers in the world who can pull off something like that. The two prime suspects, coincidentally, are from the Song Domain. One is Silent Stalker. The other is Dar of the Maharana clan."
Sunny smiled darkly behind the mask.
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He had considered Dar of the Maharana clan, as well.
The man had an eerie ability to hit targets from a great distance, and was fond of using oversized arrows to boot. Sunny had brushed sides with him during the Dreamscape Tournament, almost catching a few of those arrows himself. Later, they crossed swords in the elimination rounds, where the Legacy scion was cut down by Mongrel.
He had not left a good impression. Maharana was one of the vassal clans of Song, too...
Effie scratched the back of her head.
"Dar of the Maharana clan? Last I heard of him, he was a Master. Where is he now?"
Cassie answered a moment later, effortlessly pulling the information out of her head:
"He is presumably still a Master. Although... no one has seen or heard of him in the last six months. He could have challenged the Third Nightmare and Transcended in secret. Or died trying."
Sunny remained silent for a few moments, then spoke in his usual aloof tone:
"I can tell you who is behind the assassination attempt."
He had not been certain before, but now, the pieces fit together too perfectly.
The rest of them looked at him, waiting for an explanation.
Sunny leaned forward a little.
"Your instinct was correct, Lady Nephis. It was indeed Morgan... well, or at least Clan Valor. Of course, they never really intended to kill you."
Nephis nodded.
"That much is clear. No one who would want to kill me is stupid enough to try so half-heartedly. But why are you pointing at Clan Valor?"
He grimaced behind the mask.
"The assailant had to know your schedule, They also had to know that the Nightmare Gate would lure you into the open. Of course, the sniper could have tried to hit you on a crowded street, or even through several walls... but that park was too convenient of a location for that kind of attack to be a coincidence. I am pretty sure that Morgan knew about the Gate in advance and chose the location of our meeting accordingly - 1 assumed that she wanted to gauge my power, but she simply wanted to deliver you to the Impact zone."
Sunny paused for a moment, then shook his head.
"No, actually, it is more likely that she wanted both. The Princess of War is very efficient, after all... her actions rarely pursue only one goal.”
Effie frowned.
"Why do it, though?"
He stared at her silently for a moment.
Eventually, though, she spoke in an even tone:
"So.., they had someone pretend to try and kill me while using the method that would point at someone serving Ki Song. This gives them the ammunition they need to both declare war and maintain the illusion of righteousness... eventually. And, as an added bonus, they even get a chance to pressure the government into making concessions, or even joining their side entirely."
He nodded.
"More or less."
Nephis sighed and looked away.
She remained silent for a while, then said quietly:
"Well... good. It plays into our hand, actually. If I become the catalyst for the start of the war, it would only be logical for me to be the one to end it."
At that moment, Cassie spoke, her voice a little grim:
"If they are already moving so openly, then it seems that we have even less time than we thought. I'm afraid... that some of our plans will have to be accelerated, or even abandoned entirely.
Sunny scowled behind the mask.
‘Yeah. Like me forging a sword for Nephis, I doubt I can make it in time... can I?'
Nephis gritted her teeth.
"It has been a long time coming. All we can do is prepare ourselves the best we can. When Song and Valor go to war.. the only side that shall win is us She looked at the people gathered at the room, her gaze settling on Sunny.”
Suddenly, a faint smile appeared on her face.
"Or, we'll die. Lord Shadow, that favor I owe you... you'd better call it in soon. You might not get the chance later."
He crossed his arms and stared back at her.
‘Who gave you permission to die?’
Sunny smiled slightly behind the mask, then said in a cold tone:
"...You are too weak right now. Become stronger first."
Nephis remained silent for a moment, then chuckled.
"Alright. If you insist that I become stronger... it seems that I have no other choice. I will."
Soon after that, the secret meeting ended. The members of the cohort left - some openly, some in secret. Sunny himself simply crossed the border between the realms, returning to the Nameless Temple. There was a lot for him to do.
Outside the manor of the Immortal Flame clan...
The engines of war were churning, and the world was moving on.
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