"Little darling, I've regained a bit of strength just talking to you," Lilith said with a strange smile. "Let me come with you. I'm the one asking for help, after all."
Lucien didn't refuse.
He turned to Eirene.
She met his gaze, nodded, then faced her people.
"Everyone, stay on this platform for now. I'll go with Brother Luc."
"Me too," Marie said, hand shooting up.
The Verdant Veil members could only nod, resigned.
The two Celestial-realm seniors exchanged a bitter look and inclined their heads as well. Suppressed to the Mortal Realm like everyone else, they hated to admit it but at this point, Lucien had more methods than they do. A larger group would only turn into dead weight.
Once everything was decided, Lucien moved.
Carefully.
Every step carried weight. The mirror-floor didn't just reflect his body, it reflected his intent.
When he walked without clear purpose, his reflection lagged half a heartbeat behind.
