Kaiden let the interface settle across the dais and looked up at the sound of footsteps returning through the main archway of his home.
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The roster hung clean beneath the balance, the monster composition he and his girls had argued into being over the last hour of brutal math. Every Maulfiend evolved. Every Nightclaw branched. Every Salamawyrm redirected. The ratios were sitting exactly where they belonged.
Nyx came through the archway with Scarlet on her heels, pink hair bobbing, hands gesturing big. The tour was apparently concluded. She was still talking a mile a minute about something Melty had done, and Scarlet was letting her, a soft amused smirk pulling at one corner of the Flame Monarch's mouth. Whatever the salamawyrm had done to Nyx's idol, Nyx had already processed it into the most important news of the year.
From the cathedral's upper space, Calypso's voice drifted down.
