Elias Veythar was not yet aware of Sienna's decision. He was at the headquarters of the fox tribe, a cavern of polished obsidian and steel in the middle of the city. The building was two hundred stories high, had fox runes embedded in the walls and figurine of a nine tailed fox at the very top.
Everything that happened inside was fox tribe business related, and as the fox lord, Elias Veythar practically owned the building. He was the CEO of the fox tribe. At the moment, he sat at the head of the long table, his eyes like shards of winter ice. Every breath he exhaled seemed to lower the temperature in the room by a degree.
