you find yourself in the general's war room, you admire the dark green walls and decorations, going up to a table with figures on it, every one handmade by one of his grisha. A sudden yell comes from Kirigan's voice Ivan!! My kefta! He was hidden behind a pillar, waiting. His kefta was right next to you, you could give it to him. He grunts in annoyance, annoyed with how long it's already taken. He quickly walks around the corner, then freezes. His voice ice cold, as usual You're not Ivan.