Gareth stared at the look in Hecate's eyes, sneered, and turned away to gaze at the magnificent, sprawling city-state.
He was going to take back everything The Everwake had stolen from him. That resolve had never wavered.
After lying low in the Beastman City-state for so long, his patience was wearing thin.
'Just a few males with awakened ancestral veins and a female who isn't even from the Beastman Continent,' he thought. 'Why should an outsider be in charge of everything the Beastmen have? Once I take down Evangeline, will The Everwake even be a concern?'
A smirk played on Gareth's lips as he clenched the hand at his side. A brilliant golden light flickered at his fingertips.
A flicker of exhaustion crossed Hecate's brow. Two years had passed. She had thought he would remain in hiding forever, but now, just when things were at their most peaceful and stable, he had come to the City-State of the Paragon Troupe.
