Cain and Meylin sifted through the entire list of enemies scattered across the Second Realm, their expressions darkening with every name they read. The Path of Freedom's forces were staggering—not merely in number, but in individual power.
Of the ArchDeities who had originally called the Second Realm their home, three-fifths had pledged themselves to the Path of Freedom. And as if that weren't enough, the Ancient One had dispatched a great number of powerhouses from the higher realms as reinforcements. What awaited them here was no scattered resistance—it was a storm of overwhelming might.
The more they studied, the heavier the silence between them grew. Yet beneath that weight of realization, there lingered a flicker of something else: embarrassment.
