Winds of war at the Chantry (SPOILER)

Lord Aleister was the first of the Elders to receive the news, he could not believe his own eyes. Lord Hart had failed! The Gangrel were involved in the defense of the Chess Club. He hurried to merge his essence with that of the Astral plane, looking for one with enough energy among the beams rapidly moving around him, to twist its path using nothing but his will now trapped inside the Vampire's vitae to direct it to the Primogen antechamber.

The Path of Mercury took him as fast as possible to the selected spot and the magical defenses recognized him as ally, allowing his access to the Primogen's office lobby, where her prefered ghoul was sitting in a relax position over a couch playing with a deck of tarot cards.

"Helena!" yelled Crowley. The witch cast a magic word to open the door of her office allowing the kindred in.

Aleister said to her.
"The Gangrel is compelling us to assist in the defense of the Chess Club."

Helena Blatvaski was sitting at the other side of her black wood desk, with a very prolix order in every scroll and magic book over it, along with an ancient relic of a momified arm. After hearing the news Helena's jaw fell down in disbelieve. According to Benjamin the attack was a perfect strategy, his associates would take care of everything, he said.

Realizing what this meant for their plans she had to make a decision. To help the Chess Club was to safe her own skin and all her clanmates' for that matter. While delaying her cooperation could be taken as treason, even if the Chess Club falls but at least the Ventrue's position would be weaken and the Prince would be vulnerable.

She slammed her fist against the thick wood of the desk making some scrolls to flinch and slightly change position.
"I curse you Lord Benjamin Hart! Stupid asshole! he can't do the simpliest things!"

Aleister took a step forward just to find the Primogen's bonny finger standing as 'no' sign to him.

Helena said.
"We cannot ignore their demmand. Take our battle wizards to the field and safe the cursed Chess Club! Damn Valentine Gioberti! I Curse you!" said the Primogen inraged.

Aleister bows and runs out of the magic forbidence zone to follow the Path of Mercury and do as told.