Nora fell silent.
Aske's plan was very rational. She had to admit there were no flaws, and it might even be one of the best solutions currently.
Yet, she felt a strange discomfort—as if Sigrdrifa, battling in the arena, was not a living person to Aske but merely a tool to win. The sweat she shed, the blood splattering from her wounds, were just numbers in a cold calculation.
Winning at all costs, even if it meant using more dangerous tactics and risking severe injuries or death, seemed justified...
She suddenly shuddered, quickly activating her "Mind" ability to calm the fears swelling inside her.
What's wrong with me? Why am I doubting Aske? He clearly cares more about this team than any of us...
She bit her lower lip guiltily, her mind a tumult. Meanwhile, Medea quickly started sending mind communications to Sigrdrifa, explaining Aske's tactical plan in detail.
Sigrdrifa then burst into loud laughter, her body suddenly emitting intense electric light.
