Even with all the information and clues pointing to River's words being true, Freya still kept her guard up.
Her instincts told her there was a high chance the ocean really would return and swallow Voulton City for the first time in decades. The signs lined up too well to dismiss. But she wasn't the type to throw all her faith into another person's predictions. Even with the pieces fitting, she clung tightly to that sliver of doubt—that tiny percentage that said it might not happen.
And that sliver of doubt shaped her next move.
It was why she made an offer that nearly startled River out of his calm demeanor.
"Take me with you," Freya said, setting down her fork and knife with deliberate precision, as though sealing a deal. Her eyes met his without wavering. "In return, I'll help you enter a C-Rank Dungeon. If you want, even a B-Rank Dungeon."
River didn't respond right away. He leaned back slightly, studying her. Silence stretched between them.
