"A strain." Fenrir hummed. "They are going to be difficult to dig out. What do you need?" She asked.
Then there was a beep as the gold hologram of another person appeared. While the High Priestess was green. The admiral was blue, this one was gold and the person put in a clear extra step in his makeup routine. Or was it her makeup routine. He honestly could not tell.
She is an accer with a bedazzled beak, fluffed feathers, an extravagant outfit. "I am-"
"I do not care." Jace said with a deadpan tone interrupting the politician. Then he turned to Fenrir. "Where is Hielo now? She should have actually been working on something for me."
"The Underworld System. She decided to hunker down there to build whatever it was you were having her build. But we have difficulty communicating with them since the foreign nations are taking control of the systems surrounding the Underworld System." Fenrir explained.
"Underworld System?" Jace asked with a raised eyebrow.
