The tension in the cavern gradually thawed amidst Pallas's overbearing nature and Sylvie's earnest explanations. Still, no matter what she said, Pallas had absolutely no intention of letting her go.
With the Gnoll Wepwawet guarding the cave entrance and four more royal guards patrolling the deep woods just outside, it was physically impossible for Sylvie to escape on her own.
"Where are you from?" Pallas asked. "A world beyond the Whispering Woods?"
"..."
Titanion Realm. The City of Sophia.
Compared to the barren wasteland it had once been, the City of Sophia had truly come into its own. Beyond the heavy defensive bastions erected along the perimeter walls, the city center had flourished, sprawling outward from the Castellan's Keep into a dense network of grand architecture.
This was all thanks to Butterfly Mother Sophia. It was the culmination of the Dark Butterfly Race pouring their absolute all into the territory.
