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Sacred Valley, or what was left of it, was saved.
At least for now, there is no disaster looming over us.” “Not that we know,” Yerin muttered.
“Apologies, but I thought you would try to trick me into doing it.” “Lindon! Lindon. Lindon. How dare you say something so hurtful and yet so accurate.”
“A hunter doesn’t catch its prey by dashing at full speed all the time. You need a lair, Lindon. Even the most powerful dragon curls up and rests.”
“Stop. I like you, Lindon. I was a lot like you when I was your age, except weaker and not so crazy. But I’m not part of your team.”
“Anyone who fights a Dreadgod by my side is on my team,” Lindon said quietly. Ziel didn’t have much to say to that.
“Just advancement, huh. Seems boring.”
People had been telling Lindon to slow down for years, but he had never felt like he could afford to. Now, though…
“Most sacred artists are advancing for something. Keep a home, take over a sect, kill a rival…bake a cake, I don’t know.
Cassias was happy for him, he really was, but he still kicked Eithan off the tower. It felt just as good as the Emperor had promised.
“As long as we all survive this, no matter the outcome, I will consider this a successful team-building exercise.”
[It is good to be optimistic. You will perform better if your spirits are up. But defeat here is not the greatest risk. We should consider the fact that any madra or soulfire we expend in this battle will be difficult, if not impossible, to replace. Our power is finite.] Everyone grew more grim, except Eithan, who beamed at Dross. “Thank you for reintroducing some tension to the situation, Dross!” [You’re welcome. Ha ha.]
“Good thing it hasn’t attacked us yet!” Eithan shouted. It immediately attacked.
He didn’t look like someone who had survived the wilderness. He looked like the wilderness had survived him.
“I always find it arrogant to assume we know everything that has happened in history, but let’s leave that aside.
Red Faith gnawed on one finger as he gazed on Reigan Shen, and as usual, Reigan couldn’t tell if the Sage was sizing him up for a betrayal or lapsing into drooling lunacy.
