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asked as he looked round the table.
    The dimly lit room had only one light right above the table that seeped through the mist and haze, lighting the seven other people in here with an ominous glow.
    Next to him on either side sat his two most loyal supporters, Raal and Lex. Raal sat to his right, his black robes almost disappearing into the gloom, his arms crossed, his tattooed face neutral. He rarely spoke at these meetings, preferring to listen and watch.
    Lex, to his left, sat forward, listening intently to everything that happened. As usual, her large leather bound note book sat open in front of her, its pages covered in her handwriting. She often took notes or referred back to this book during these meetings. Whereas Raal played the role of the strong silent type, Lex took a far more active role in these meetings, speaking often and making sure the meeting didn’t move off topic too much. Lex acted as an executive manager for The Pit Club which this meeting room sat beneath.
    The Club itself had a public manager, one of the Initiated that the Harbingers used for their day to day needs. These mundane humans who could not use magic but knew of its existence, and of the Magi hidden in the world about them worked for the Coven, usually in managerial roles within the Club. They made sure the Club ran smoothly and allowed the Magi that employed them to go about their business. Lex acted as the main point of contact for the Initiated when they needed to talk to the Magi in the Harbingers Coven.
    Tattooed in Dark Script, the language of the Archons, from head to toe, Lex certainly made an impression. She lifted her head to look over the other faces that sat at the table, waiting to see if anyone would speak. Beyond the pitch black skinned Ekua, sat Bull, Noah and Shaun, and all of them shook their heads or made gestures to indicate they had nothing further to say.
    Bull wasn’t terribly bright anyway, and rarely said much at these meetings unless it related to his pack of rabid Scion dogs down in the basement. Shaun and Noah, both of whom were Scion’s, also remained silent.
    Sat between Lex and Shaun, Aneurin seemed to be ignoring Lucian’s question and reading something on the glowing screen of his tablet, Lucian looked at him for a moment, waiting to see if he had anything to add.
    Aneurin couldn’t have been more opposite to the looks of Raal or Ekua, being relatively small and thin looking, but Aneurin’s strengths lay in other areas rather than in his fighting ability.
    Lucian waited another few seconds, but with no motion from Aneurin, he took a breath and went to speak.
    Only to be silenced by one raised finger from Aneurin. Lucian paused and waited, until his Coven mate looked up, a look of slight concern on his face.
    Lucian scowled at Aneurin, he did not like being silenced like that, and the moment Aneurin looked at Lucian, he knew he’d made an error.
    ‘Apologies for the slight Baal Lucian,’ he said meekly, using the Nomad honorific for master or leader, ‘but I believe you will be interested in this.’
    ‘Go on,’ Luician said, withholding judgement until he knew why Aneurin had been so presumptuous.
    ‘I’ve just had word from Washington, it seems that we have Arcadian visitors in Manhattan. Three Magi have moved from Europe to New York intending to settle here in the city.’
    Lucian raised his eyebrows and promptly forgot the momentary loss of respect that Aneurin had displayed a few seconds before.
    It had been a while since the last Arcadian had tried to move into New York, and after he and Nymira had made such an example of the last lot, he had hoped that there would be no further attempts for a good long while.
    New York had been Nomad territory since he had been an apprentice, and now that he had risen to lead the Nomad Coven in this city, he had worked hard to solidify that position.
    True, the Arcadians had tried many times over the years to either make dents in his territory, or to take