"Blackmoon has connections to the Shadowgrave Clan."
The words settled over the office like a blade laid across the table.
Korran's expression changed first.
His eyes narrowed, and the thoughts that had filled his mind moments earlier stopped almost completely. Beside him, Dorel's fingers became still against his knee, while Selan's carefully restrained aura shifted for the briefest moment before disappearing again.
None of the three Vice Commanders had expected that name.
"The Shadowgrave Clan?" Dorel eventually broke the silence.
The disbelief in his voice was faint, but impossible to miss.
"How could a demon like Blackmoon possess connections to them?"
Selan leaned back slightly.
"The clan is elusive even by the standards of other elite assassin organisations. Demons do not simply visit them, request their services, or become acquainted with one of their members."
His smoke-grey eyes became colder.
"And joining them is even more difficult."
