“I think now would be a good time to explain.” Medea said as she got up and helped Silva to her feet. The two of them walked into the room with Elysif and I.

“Since when are you two on such friendly terms?” Elysif asked Silva and Medea with a condescending tone. She definitely takes after her mother.

“Since she found out I work for the Masked Man.” Silva said.

“Explain, please.” Elysif replied.

“Silva’s been working for the greatest enemy of the Agency for longer than she has known Scott and she faked her death on his behalf in order to enact some master plan.” I explained.

“And what kind of plan is it? Lou, you may be a little trusting right now but I’m having trouble accepting the fact that my friend faked her death and didn’t even bother to have a good reason.” Elysif spouted.

“I think that stopping a group that has somehow fooled half of the world is a good enough reason.” Silva said.

“Shut up, both of you!” I yelled.

“...”

“...”

“Good! Now, as I understand it, everything for the plan that your boss made relies entirely on Elysif pretending to go along with the ritual. Correct?” I asked.

“Yes, Elysif needs to help us fool everyone into thinking that medea is going to successfully summon the Masked Man so that everything can fall into place.” Silva replied.

“I still don’t understand why this has to be done. How exactly does Medea pretending to summon the Masked Man benefit anyone?” I replied, confused by the plan in general.

“You’ll understand once it’s done.” Silva replied.

“Okay.” I said with a monotone voice.

Elysif gave me a look of utter shock. It was as if She got a whiff of stupidity and it refused to leave her nose. Which based on the fact that I was accepting vague information without probable cause would be accurate.

“You’re just going to accept that?” Elysif asked.

“Do I have any other options? We are currently hostages of the most powerful witch that I can think of and Scott’s psychopath wife who are both now working for the guy whom the Agency has classified as their most powerful threat for over a millenia.” I said with a somewhat sarcastic tone. Both medea and Silva cocked their heads in a nod of somewhat agreeance to my statement.

“Well… not really.” she said with a defeated look.

“It’s not like we really need your help. To be fair, everything we are doing is exactly what you were going to do beforehand. Just act like you never saw me and this whole thing will blow over.” Silva said.

“fine , but I want an explanation.” Elysif said.

“I told you that I can’t do that.” Silva replied with a slightly frustrated tone.

“I don’t care. Either you tell me what’s going on or I’ll make sure that this plan of yours doesn’t work.” Elysif demanded.

“...”

“I’m waiting!”

“Lou, Medea, please leave the room.” Silva said with a grim tone.

“I would like to hear this as well.“I replied.

“Not happening. The last person who needs to hear this is you.” Silva said to me with a serious tone. I could tell she wasn’t the happiest person at the moment so I backed off. Medea ended up walking out to the dining room with me without any rebuttals.

Silva waited a few minutes after we had left to make sure that no one was listening. She then pulled the chair that Elysif wasn’t sitting on to a more appropriate spot before sitting down in it. Elysif was waiting rather impatiently with her arms crossed and a scowl on her face.

“How much do you know about the Masked Man?” Silva asked.

“Only what I’ve learned from Mordred and the times that Scott had seen him.” Elysif replied.

“Then what I’m about to tell you will change all of that. Once you know this information you must keep it as secret as possible. However, I don’t think it will be that hard for you to keep secret.” Silva began.