Pov Ronan:
I sat on my throne, all the information coming together in my mind. I'd spent the last two days using Familiars to monitor and investigate what Hate was doing in this universe, to no avail.
"Another failure..." (me)
"..." (me)
I felt another of my Familiars being destroyed. These warriors are strong enough to accomplish this so easily.
I was trying very hard, but so far I've only discovered that they're sacrificing people en masse. I've also noticed that these Anomalous Creatures are strangely precise, not in their appearance, but in their behavior.
Clearly they know what I'm doing; they know, and that's why they're hunting my Familiars. Yet these things aren't Anomalous Creatures.
"My Lady, could you enlighten your servant?" (me)
"(You're on the right path, son of Ohara.)" (Pride)
"(But you're losing sight of the objective.)" (Pride)
"What do you mean?" (me)
"(You should focus on the attack itself, not the investigation.)" (Pride)
