Every secret spilled out in painstaking detail. After a long while, his voice finally grew hoarse.
"That's… that's everything, Big Brother…"
Vikram hummed thoughtfully.
"Good. You stay here for now. I'll be right back."
Vikram walked into a side room, unfolding a worn map of the Wasteland World on the table.
A crude mark had been scratched onto it, the location of the Brown Wood Shelter, as Abhishek had described in trembling detail.
"So… the Wolf Spirit Orb I left in the ruins really didn't mislead them," Vikram murmured, slowly stroking his chin. "Their Shelter is this far from the ruins, yet they still managed to trace activity in this direction…"
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"Since they've already provoked me, I can't pretend nothing happened. They need to be taught a lesson."
Yet the scale of the problem made him frown.
"Brown Wood Shelter has quite a few members… wiping them out in one go won't be simple."
He tapped the map thoughtfully.
