[b]The Next Morning[/b] [i]Gates of Trayve[/i] The green-cloaked Huntress approached Trayve and its walls. She stepped a few feet outside the gate, spinning her Last Word out and back into its holster. "So this is the place that Oliver's from. Sheesh. So golden, too Roman," Mia muttered. "It's also the place that will plunge into Civil War if they find out," Lush noted, in his iconic Locus voice "But technically aren't they already in a Civil War?" "I assume you could say that."