Marcus couldn't help feeling curious. Just who was behind Blaze Fire Guild?
What he didn't know was that Old Vine, standing beside him, was wrestling with the same question. Ever since the auction, thoughts of that aggressive, impossibly wealthy guild had refused to leave his mind.
'Could it really be them?' The possibility had occurred to him more than once.
His brows gradually drew together. Blaze Fire. The name itself wasn't particularly special, yet paired with the outrageous amount of money they had thrown around during the auction, it inevitably reminded him of a certain ancient faction that had been suppressed for nearly a century.
The more he thought about it, the harder it became to ignore the similarities. Such overwhelming financial strength, such confidence, such determination. The connection felt almost too obvious.
"Perhaps..." Old Vine murmured quietly. His thoughts drifted toward Dominion itself.
