"Has there been any news?" President Cain asked, facing the wide windows of the oval office.
And the aide standing still behind him went stiff for a moment before letting out a long breath, "No sir, we have received no form or attempt of contact from any division…"
His words sat in the air, for a few seconds the office embracing the tense silence that followed.
This was the fifth time the president was asking this in the span of six hours.
And each time he was given a disappointing response.
The president waved his hand, dismissing the aide, leaving himself alone in the office once more to ponder the verdict of the event he had instigated.
Even after barging into the human ancestral shrine with fury and disappointment, he had been forced to side with the very culprits he had gone to condemn.
And the two ancient figures who had acted had been admonished with nothing but a light slap on the wrist.
