Xena Rock Field
Underneath the Lone Tree
The woman grimaced as she saw the subtle shock on Brian’s features. It was sort of a sore topic and she regretted having brought it up – if anything it was embarrassing to admit, on top of bringing back some painful memories. She should give up asking; the responses were always negative or vague and never really did much to give her hope at all. She really wanted not to go any further with the topic and carry on about CMAS instead, disregard Cecil’s suggestion and pretend she wasn’t really that interested. If her life didn’t hang in the balance, she might have had that luxury. “Any help would be welcome…” she muttered, blushing a bit despite herself and then looked up, happy to move on with the discussion.
She looked at Brian, eyebrows arched. “Sulfrax is the one who came up with the project?” A small scoff escaped her. “The danger level was just turned up to ten. However bad things seemed until now, expect them to get much worse in the future. And did you say “was”? Has he been kicked out or something?”
Turning to Cecil briefly, she explained. “He’s a wild card, insanely knowledgable and insanely unpredictable. People look up to him wherever he goes but they harbor more fear for him than respect, and with good reason. Nobody truly knows what he’s thinking or where he’s going in his ambitions.”