"Are you referring to the one in Sky City?"
Upon hearing this, the black-robed figure sitting in the second seat on the right took up the conversation.
"Perhaps."
The Prophet in the grey robe nodded slightly, neither denying nor confirming.
"I, however, feel that the likelihood of him taking action in this matter is small, but I wouldn't exclude the possibility that the True Knowledge Society has offered a price enticing enough to move him."
At this point, the shadowy figure of the black-robed person in the second seat on the left shook their head, not very optimistic about this assumption.
"So, Grey Mist, what do you think?"
The black-robed figure at the head of the right side of the table now spoke, looking at the only real person present in the room, their voice that of a somewhat androgynous female.
