"It's strange, isn't it?" Charlotte asked, glancing at the others around the table.
She sat alongside the other three S-rank warriors—her temporary companions. Tomorrow, they would all be marching to the other side.
William raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
Charlotte leaned forward slightly, her tone thoughtful.
"None of the Hellstains have shown any movement lately. If anything… demon sightings have dropped."
Olivia scoffed. "Maybe they finally realized we're coming to kick their asses. Probably gathering every last bit of strength before the storm hits."
The recent reinforcement of Eryndor's border defenses had surely caught their attention. Especially after someone from Eryndor wiped out two of the most powerful figures in the demon ranks—it wouldn't take a genius to see what was coming.
Austin let out a quiet sigh.
"Either they're pretending to retreat… or," he gestured toward Olivia, "they're preparing for us."
He knew this pattern far too well.
