The one backing me?
The question echoed in Orion's mind. Alexander, who could read people like an open book, caught the flicker of confusion in his eyes.
"Think about it," Alexander said, leaning forward slightly. "If you were a demigod, would you let some random, unaffiliated arch lord start leveling up in your own territory?"
The question hit Orion like a physical blow. The answer didn't even require thought.
Absolutely not.
"So, think back. Who are the demigods you've actually met in this world?" Alexander pressed, guiding him to the obvious conclusion. Whoever was letting Orion operate had to be someone he'd already encountered.
"Lady Seraphina."
The name surfaced instantly. The impossibly beautiful mermaid demigod, with her snow-white skin, hair that flowed to her waist, and gentle, mesmerizing eyes that seemed to hold the mysteries of the deep.