Mycelle.
Overseer of the Sanctuary of Life.
Achilles looked at such a being as she returned his gaze with equal intensity. Her devilish smile widened slightly as she tilted her head, her expression shifting toward something that combined amusement with analytical assessment.
"I see eyes of confusion."
Her tone was conversational, almost teasing.
"Are you confused? I suppose we do have time for me to explain a little while I monitor any changes from the existence surrounding the Tower of Life." Her verdant eyes gleamed with sharp light. "Checking for anyone acting suspicious after your emergence. Anyone whose behavior patterns shift in ways that suggest they're preparing to act against a suddenly prominent target."
She looked him up and down as she spoke. Her gaze was analyzing the fundamental structure of his existence.
