The assassin known as Onikage stepped through the base. Those with any sense avoided the man, knowing that he was a man with no conscience. He was the subject of legend and rumor, but, most of all, he was the subject of fear. His passage through the camp, returned from another mysterious mission. None but Miller knew where he went and what he did, hell some believed even Miller didn't know. He was the elite agent that did tasks that had been deemed impossible for any non-vampire spy, excelling at feets of both stealth and combat, capable of defeating even the most dangerous of opponents and infiltrating supposedly airtight facilities. He was more than a man, to the rebellion, he had become a symbol of hope, a man who had earned a reputation of being unkillable, a beacon of strength.

The unkillable assassin entered Miller's private office, finding the rebellion's leader engaged in speaking to Ghost, the group of elite SOLDIER units that were supposedly armed and trained to take down Oldbloods. Onikage, of course, had no respect for these individuals, as he was incapable of such a complex emotion, simply referring them in his mind as an asset to his goals, and valuable allies in any combat situation. Of course, he had also listed each of their weaknesses, their favorite foods, their sleeping patterns, and which of their teammates they were most attached to, important data for if he was ever tasked with killing any of them. In his line of work, it paid to prepare for any target he might have to face.

"I have returned from my mission. It has been placed, the trap is set. Now Magnus needs only walk into it." Onikage addressed Miller, as well as the rest of the room. Only Miller, of course, would know the details of this trap, which had been so elaborately designed. However, the others would still understand the basic intentions of his missions, to lure Magnus into a trap that would end his reign. "Bite off the snake's head, and the body shall fall apart."