While V and Maer were having their chat, Zevon was on his way back to the Head Chamber. Since the hallway is so long, it took him about 20 minutes to reach it, but he was used to that.
He walked in, and 2 faces looked up to greet him. One of them even ran up and grabbed him.
“Hey there, Z! So how was that kid, eh buddy?”
This man had long dirty blonde hair, and was dressed in a red cloak. He also wore a strange pair of goggles that rested above his brow.
“Arren, get off me! Why are you always so giddy?”
“I have no idea, right now I just wanna hear about this kid. He seems like he’ll be quite powerful. Then again, not as powerful as me, but still, hehe.”
Then the other figure stepped out. This one was a woman, clad in a gunmetal grey cloak.
“So this boy will be in my battalion then, right? How is he, Zevon?”
“He’s not bad. Still very unstable, but you should fix that right up.”
“I noticed he has black. It seems he will prove interesting after all.”
“We just need a few more to be complete.”