'Lord Samamna, you must get to my little Lavender Style within the hour- No! Half an hour! Please don’t ask for explanations. Take it as a hunch, since I can’t confirm it, but for a while now I’m afraid our conversations are being intercepted by one of my siblings… anyway, come as fast as possible!’ Mishka discontented the transmission.
He turned to his entourage and the two men, Shouloul and Tensial, who occupied the adjacent rooms with the screens and the vault.
“You have ten minutes. Close the club and leave!” He solemnly instructed.
“Y-Yes”. They all replied, well aware the gravity of his severe tone, and began to climb through the shaft, since the elevator stopped working on the ground floor when Zax dug a hole in its marble floor.
“You four”, he told to the four Mist Lords. “Five
