Meanwhile, in Nigeria, thousands of miles away from Duca Mines, Arlo Griffin was standing on a tower without anyone in sight, aside from his consul Callum Biffle.

At the moment, the Right Military Governor was grumbling, "How long do we have to wait? We don't even have the faintest clue when that prick is coming. What if they have sensed a trap? Doesn't that mean he will never show up?"

Callum then told him under his breath, "Well, we can't exactly be half-hearted when the Three Elders are her