Unlike other Empires that were suffering under the relentless invasion of Clarion energy, in the Void Empire… nothing of the sort was happening.
Not even a trace.
The skies were calm, the land undisturbed, as if the chaos of the other empires had nothing here.
Even though those strange trees still stood, their leaves were alive and vibrant.
For some reason, nothing here was touched.
It made no sense at all.
Not the faintest!
Beyond the mansion walls, people still bustled. Everyone appeared perfect, unbothered. The streets rang with the shouting of citizens demanding answers about Grace's disappearance.
They didn't even seem truly worried… as though life continued like a regular day.
Aether's gaze drifted to Morgana. He stared blankly at her, at the amused, innocent expression she wore, as if the cries outside and the looming Clarion threat were nothing more than distant whispers.
"Colour me surprised…" Morgana tilted her head, her voice laced with mocking sweetness.
