While walking down the hall, Iris overheard a conversation close by. Her steel colored eyes spotted a light coming out of a room a few feet away. Curious, she crept slowly forward to hear better. As she drew closer, she placed her back against the wall, gliding the rest of the way. She stopped when she was right outside the room. Her eyebrows furrowed when she, strangely enough, recognized the voices. In her head, she matched them with the person when he or she spoke up.
"What are we planning to do?" Vale asked.
"We cannot allow him to unit his people against us!" Malcolm stated fiercely.
'He?' Iris wondered.
"We've agreed on that already