At the same time, Argos went back to the site with the wolves, in a faraway land is a dark room with a long table surrounded by eight chairs at the center. Unlike the modern meeting rooms, every piece of unused furniture is left at the side covered with dust. Currently, the chairs are filled with eight people. A man just finished telling his plan on the preservation of the Phase Powder.
"What do you say about the plan, Barthelemy?" A man with red wavy hair said as he licks his fingers.
"That sucks, like your fingers," a teenage girl with wide serious crimson eyes and a ponytail black hair sitting in front of him commented.
"Would you just shut up, Iris Bourguignon? I'm not talking to you," the man shouts out of temper.