Effie's expression was dark.
Sunny and Nephis looked confident, but that was simply because they had no other choice. There was no one above them, and nowhere they could retreat. So, they approached all conflicts with a business-like callousness — no matter how thorny the path, they simply marched forward while enduring the thorns.
Granted, one of them marched with expressionless poise, while the other spewed indignant curses at every step and endlessly engaged in eccentric antics.
But Effie and the other members of the cohort were different. They had no choice but to forge forward, either, but at least the full weight of responsibility for the future of humanity did not rest squarely on their shoulders. So, they could allow themselves to feel doubt from time to time.
Effie was full of doubt at the moment.
She grimaced.
"That man is unlike any other threat we've faced."
Her husband remained silent for a long while, then sighed and stood up to clean the table.
