"…you're right."
The Redflames were coming, war was imminent. He had to be ready.
"Now, about this… man. You said he used Logoth?"
Atticus spent the next few minutes describing his fight with Raziel to her. The fact that the strange man used Logoth seemed to shake her.
'Looks like she's not sure of its origins too.'
According to Anorah, her father had passed it on to her. And his father to him.
"Did you meet your grandfather?"
"…no. Father said he died in some battle."
"But you know what this means, right?"
Anorah nodded with a serious expression.
"My father might have a connection with these… usurpers."
Atticus looked at Anorah with worry.
"How are you feeling?"
"Honestly… a bit shaken. But I'll be fine. Where is he?"
"I left him in the Baron layer. I'm not sure. But…"
"You'll meet again."
Atticus slowly nodded. He felt his bones tremble in anticipation.
