Under the sunny weather, Christian stood on the top floor of his house, already dressed in different clothes, leaning against the long sniper rifle.
His eyes remained fixed on the horizon, where cars carrying members of the Drevane family were expected to arrive.
Now that his earlier annoyance had faded, and after reading Iris's report, which confirmed that no outsider… no one from other worlds was coming — he realized he was actually making too big a deal out of them.
When, in truth, they weren't even worth it.
After all, if he truly didn't want to be bothered, he could just let Iris handle it.
The heavy firearms were already installed around the house, and she was more than capable of taking them down.
But he didn't.
Instead, he suddenly saw the coming fight as a chance to vent some steam.
A chance to test the lighter weapons he kept modifying.
Christian hadn't forgotten the thoughts that came to him right after he received the Idle System.
