"I'm glad I'm not part of this mess," Kamrusepa softly muttered as she looked at the devastation in the distance. "To think Cranky has grown this strong. I suddenly feel like I wasted my time in trade, kingdom management, and diplomacy."
"Don't feel that way, Kamrusepa," Thirteen replied. "Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. Cranky is crazy strong, but he has zero understanding of social stuff, let alone managing a kingdom like what you are doing."
"Thanks for making me feel better," Kamrusepa replied.
"Don't mention it," Thirteen replied. "Besides, I'm no better. Without Cranky around, I'd be helpless here in Antares."
Kamrusepa glanced at the teenage boy, who seemed to genuinely think that way.
However, in her eyes, Thirteen was far more impressive than Cranky. Anyone who'd heard of all the achievements he had pulled off would think so.
The teenage boy was the weakest member within the Order of the Apocalypse.
