The weight of those words settled into her consciousness like the gravitational pull of a collapsing star!
"He killed them. All of them. Every soul who aided in hunting the last sighted Adrastia Taboo. Even their Emperor has perished."
…!
Lydia's jaw tightened imperceptibly. Around her, the children had begun to relax slightly as nothing immediately threatening happened, though they still watched the Butler with wary fascination.
"He walks a path of revenge," she responded, her mental voice carrying complex emotions—understanding, sorrow, and something that might have been grim approval.
"And rightly so. Those who participated knew that eventually, payment would come due. But..." Lydia's mental sigh resonated through their connection.
"Revenge, no matter how justified, has a way of consuming more than just its intended targets. The ripples of his actions will spread."
