Date: Unspecified
Time: Unspecified
Location: Myriad Realms, Card World, Southern Region, Blossom District, Three Mischief Encampment
"Psst, Wyatt… I can't lie to Librarian Jr. Even if I am your exclusive book guide."
Dredre leaned down from atop my head and whispered it into my ear, almost apologetically, as I began to descend toward the crater where Peyote was pushing himself back up, still trying to stabilize. He looked at me with a flicker of horror—clearly not expecting that kind of strength from me.
In truth, it hadn't been raw power alone. While we were talking, I'd used my soul pupils to map his body—reading the flow of his soul pathways, identifying the structural weak points. When the moment came, I struck exactly where it would hurt the most, pouring everything into that single blow.
