Chapter 699: The War to Come
Ronan chuckled.
The sound was light, almost casual, as if he were describing something mundane rather than a battle against the most dangerous creatures in Nirvana.
"When you were having your vision," he said, leaning against the wall with ease, "some trihydras, skylurs, and even a few tidebreakers saw it fit to try their luck at the gates. We dealt with them."
He paused, then nodded toward Brynhild.
"Although, honestly, Brynhild did most of the work."
Brynhild did not deny it. Her smile widened, and she tilted her head slightly, as if accepting a compliment she already knew she deserved.
"The beasts were restless," she said excitedly. "They came in waves. Disorganized. It was almost as if something was driving them forward without a clear plan."
Sophia's stomach tightened at those words.
Something driving them forward.
She thought of what she had seen. Of the plans she had heard. Could it be that there was actually something driving the beasts?
