"We have a problem to deal with. A problem named Shinji."
Miles and Sarissa stood side by side, both quiet for a long moment.
"That son of a…" Then Miles asked, flatly.
"Yeah." Mara replied, turning to face them. "He's been quiet for quite some time until now, but ever since the [Dark Forest] appeared in the Eastern Quadrant, I had a feeling it was him tampering with the Dungeons somehow. I just didn't have proof, until Cass and her team came here for a quick-me-up. Which reminds me…"
They went down into the shop floor, and Mara summoned the flask containing the [Broodmother's Ichor] from underneath her workstation.
"What do you think of it, Miles?"
She didn't even have to ask him to check it. The obsidian rings around his irises were already glowing, but more intensely this time, as he analyzed the contents of the ichor inside the small vial.
"I guess we can call it a jackpot…" His lips curled upwards in a grin, but there was rage behind the mask of excitement.
