"You look… so pitiful."
Suddenly, a voice was heard. Vexarion turned, and the moment he saw the woman standing behind him, his eyes widened in shock.
Sharnoth Nocthys.
The woman who had disappeared and was nowhere to be seen.
The woman who… he was supposed to face in just a few hours!
W-What… what was she doing here!? No—How—How did she get here!? How come he did not notice!? Why didn't the Aurendor's Will alert him!? A-And… what if that Light Born saw her here!? What would he think? Would he think that he was planning to betray them!?
Vexarion's face paled when he thought about that possibility—yes, he did not have a good impression of the Light Born; he felt like he was being suppressed—used even.
But even then—this did not mean the Aurendor Progenitor had any plans to betray the Supreme World of Light.
No man in his right mind would even think about this!
