The Pinecone Directive

"There's something I need to do, and I need the Amphitheatre open for it to work. That's all." 

Lapis studied him for a moment. She could tell there was more to his reasoning, but years of knowing Jamie taught her when to push and when to back off.

This was one of those times. 

Bowing slightly, she got to her feet and spoke.

"Understood, Sir Jamie. I'll see to it." 

Jamie leaned back in his seat, his tone softening slightly but still a bit commanding.

"I've told Caera to summon Wugirn, Rowena, Yrel, Cyprian, and Quinne.

They'll handle the Cosmic Energy infusion. The Amphitheatre is nearly full, and with their help, it shouldn't take long to complete the process.

Once it's done, begin preparing the area. They'll assist with logistics and everything else needed." 

Lapis' eyes widened at the mention of those names.

Wugirn, a Spirit, and the other four—Rowena, Yrel, Cyprian, and Quinne—were Vampires.