Transcendental Cyber God

Chapter Twenty Six

The threat of a civil war was enough to get everybody on the run, and the news of the factions being formed did nothing to assuage the growing feeling of unease circling through the country.

But some people were looking forward to the mayhem and madness.

"The meeting will begin," Alistair said, his voice lulling the members of The Order into silence.

"Now, tell us what the king asked of you, Fred," Alistair called a random name, and a young man walked in, along with a Direhuman who seemed to be his companion.

"What's this? Are we fraternising with those below us now? Is this the level we've fallen to?" A smallish man with an abnormally long beard spoke up, his eyes sizing up the new faces.

"Hold your peace, and wait for him to finish," Alistair chided, his eyes brokering no room for argument. He was a scary man whenever he wanted to be.

"Hmph," the smallish man said at last and sat down without a word, still fuming. He was casting death glares at Fred and his attendant.

"Now, tell