The Jade Temple, an old towering building in the heart and center of Costa Esmeralda rattled as the thunderstorm softly rumbled throughout the city, flooding the streets due to the tropical storm that had moved in. In the center of the old standing headquarters, the jade table rested. The heart of the Duodecim, though empty besides one soul who set there.

A dragon woman softly lazily blinked laying her head in her arms as she hummed to herself, using her claw to softly draw large runes of luck in the dust of the table. She had pondered if she could of tried again to call the various chiefs to the table once more by force. The dog clan having offered to fully bare its fangs for her though she politely rejected that proposal, believing that the show of favoritism by using the Hellhound special forces would look bad. Her ruby colored eyes softly shifted to the middle of the table, The large jade statue of the globe being coiled around by a snarling dragon seemingly taunting her with the thing she doubt she could live up to.

"Father....Please hurry back from...Wherever you are." She muttered as she closed her eyes with a dissapointed groan.