That lair was... different.
Usually, such refuges were almost impossible to find, incomparable networks of tunnels with hundreds of false entrances.
The real one always changed. One week it was in one place; the next, it was dozens or hundreds of kilometers away, always surrounded by cloaking arrays.
That lair was not like that.
The surrounding forest area was clear, and for dozens of kilometers, all the villages were burning. Even signs of recent battles with local purge forces were clearly visible.
It was strange, as if they knew what was about to happen and trusted that the church was preventing the empire from sending any specialist powerful enough to exterminate them in a single breath.
Both Sapphire and Aeryn had the same thought in mind, but in the end, they remained silent.
Celestia didn't care much about such things, and Qingyi hardly seemed to take it seriously, while Lucien himself was too busy with his impulsiveness and jealousy to notice anything around him.
