Anthony sat alongside Spectre and Clement, his two trusted companions, who, like him, were not under investigation at the moment.
Spectre and Clement held only the rank of Corporal; what valuable intelligence could they possibly possess that would interest the demons?
While it was true that anyone in the military could potentially be a sleeper agent, it was neither feasible nor practical for the entire Alpha-9 military base to launch a full-scale investigation into every single soldier.
At that moment, Anthony and Spectre sat quietly, immersed in a card game, untouched by the turmoil unfolding beyond the room's walls.
The world outside reeled from the weight of the recent revelations, but none of it concerned them. The betrayal of those who had sold their loyalty to the demons meant nothing here. Only the cards in their hands held meaning now.
