Adam and Abigail had chosen to follow the acolytes for a single, shared reason. Neither of them believed that whatever Henry had planned ended with turning Siren's Swamp into a mutant rift.
That outcome alone felt… insufficient.
Adam was certain of it.
He had read Henry's soul flame. Even stripped of emotion and reduced to something almost mechanical, it still carried intent, clear, directed, and far-reaching.
That kind of resolve didn't align with a plan that affected only one rift.
It was too small and inefficient.
More importantly, the scale simply didn't justify the means. Erecting a barrier across an entire incursion, one that bled into the surrounding wild zones and even included the sector, just to interfere with a single rift made no sense."
A far smaller area would have sufficed. The scope alone implied that multiple points of influence were involved.
Multiple rifts.
That was Adam's suspicion.
