"I'll burn him to ash."
To the Redfla God, the atrocities Atticus had committed against the Redflas were utterly unforgivable. The boy would answer for those cris, even if it was the last thing he did.
"Really?" The Nature King looked amused. "That serious? He's just a cub. Don't tell the little bastard actually got under your skin."
The Redfla True God slowly turned his blazing gaze toward him, but the Nature King rely smiled lazily in return.
"It isn't about him."
Eyes imdiately shifted back toward the Spirit King, several brows rising.
"If this eting isn't about the cub," Eidovar said slowly, "then what exactly dragged all of us here?"
"I discovered the location of the Chosen Alliance."
Eyes widened.
The Chosen Alliance. Who amongst those present didn't know of the carriers of Solvath? They were half the reason this alliance had been ford from the very beginning.
Attention gradually shifted toward Astraea, whose stoic expression had finally fractured. The calmness within her golden eyes vanished, replaced by a chilling coldness that seed to seep directly into the bones of everyone present.
"Is this the truth?" she asked.
"Yes."
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