"We have to eliminate him," Xyrran said firmly, his voice cutting through the tension. "But we can't make it obvious. It needs to look like an accident, or better yet, like he simply vanished."
The room fell silent for a moment.
They all knew who he was.
FateBreaker, the human.
For hours, they sat around the dark table, discussing every possible strategy.
Ideas flew: ambushes, sneak attacks, even poison.
But none of it mattered.
Every plan ended with the same frustrating conclusion: Alex would survive.
His abilities were too versatile. His will, unbreakable.
Even together, they doubted they could overpower him.
And then there was the bigger issue.
The one none of them wanted to admit.
What would happen if they did manage to kill Alex?
Kaelios, the God of Destiny, would find out.
Alex was his Chosen One after all.
And even with only half his power, Kaelios could wipe them out without breaking a sweat.
The risk was too great.
Frustration grew. Tempers flared.
