Neither of us spoke for several moments.
That wasn't something Saints could simply shrug off. A permanent death meant an existence that had survived for centuries or even millennia would disappear forever.
"And that's only the first problem," Gerald continued.
I looked back at him.
"The second?"
"If every Prime Territory suddenly begins mobilizing their strongest forces, do you think the Eternal Saints will quietly watch from the sidelines?"
I already knew the answer.
"They'll call for reinforcements. And if they believe Varylux is truly in danger..."
Gerald's expression darkened.
"They won't hesitate to summon someone even stronger."
My eyes narrowed.
Theras.
The name alone was enough to make the entire plan feel several times more dangerous.
If the ruler of the Eternals personally intervened, everything Gerald had spent centuries preparing would become meaningless.
I let out a quiet sigh and rubbed my forehead.
