(Meanwhile, within the Time Stilled World, Leo's POV)
*Step*
*Step*
Leo paced around his room with his hands behind his back, as he restlessly awaited the result of the Cult's first attack.
It had already been a few days since the army departed, and according to initial estimates, today was the day they were supposed to conquer the first planet.
"Come on, come on… I could have wrapped this up days ago…"
He muttered under his breath, his gaze flickering toward the communication array again and again as he waited for confirmation that Planet Satoru had fallen without complications.
He had waited for battle results before, yet this time felt different, as for the first time, he was not at the front leading the charge.
He was waiting, just like a Cult Master was supposed to, and that alone felt… unnatural.
A part of him knew exactly how easy it was for him to win this battle, if he himself had chosen to step on to planet Satoru.
