“At last…” Quiron felt relieved when he spotted Christian Burton’s message in the Phoenix internal channel. The Zoners of the Omicrons were in the hangar bay, waiting next to their ships while awaiting the response of their leader. He looked over the reply along with Dirk and nodded. “Alright, we got our instructions, let’s go.”
They walked the whole way back to the conference room with the apple-shaped table through the Zenarch. As they entered, the formerly introduced Eric Stone welcomed them. The outcome of the Pope Brettonias’ rage has already gone. The mess was cleaned, the only sign of the former events was the still broken glass near the place the Pope stood.
“Greetings again, Mr. Stone.” said Quiron hesitantly. “We are looking for Pope Brettonias due to our important matter. Can you tell us where should we search for him?”