Marie and the others furrowed their brows while some muttered under their breath. "A fantasy? You mean she-"
"Right now she's probably dreaming." Mimir said as its golden horns shone from the light. "But this is also a good thing. Instead of waiting for Fenrir to devour all the souls, all you need to do is wake up Martha."
Grans nodded, but his grey eyes narrowed slightly behind his glasses. "Does killing work as well?"
Mimir tilted its head. "Yes, it does."
Silence descended as no one moved or said anything for a couple of seconds.
Reinhard broke it by turning to Anasha with his hand moving gently through her hair. "We need someone to stay back to look after Anasha while the rest of us go to the Mehko Research Center."
Gran sighed as he crossed the distance between them and placed his hand on Anasha's shoulder. "I'll be able to better protect her with my Beast Spirit Hercules and Vector Path."
Scath blinked. "Huh, I thought you would want to come—"
