On the one hand, Kamila was worried sick about her mentor's daughter who was also one of her husband's closest friends. On the other hand, seeing Lith capture three cities and its cost in human lives made her stomach churn.
She would have left the room together with Elina if Tyris hadn't guaranteed her that miscarriage was impossible for a Divine Beast, even though the baby girl was a hybrid.
"Don't worry, Mom." Quylla said, holding Jirni's shoulders. "Phloria is too precious for Thrud. She wouldn't dare harm her. Also, no matter what happens, as long as Lith captures her alive, there's no wound that we can't heal."
"That's true, but it's the 'alive' part that worries me." Baba Yaga was there as well in her Mother form.
Even though Jirni, Orion, and Zinya weren't aware of Solus' true identity, after meeting the Guardians they had stopped asking themselves why legendary people hung around the Verhens.
The presence of Baba Yaga had surprised them for less than a minute before dismissing it as the usual unusual.
She had come as soon as she had learned that Elphyn would have taken an active role in the war. Baba Yaga was worried about Solus, but not because of physical danger. She was one with Lith and the tower was programmed to sacrifice everything in order to keep her safe.
Lith was a tough nut to crack as well and his life force guaranteed that no permanent damage could befall Solus. What truly worried the Mother of all Undead was the damage to her psyche.
Elphyn had always been a gentle soul and that hadn't changed even after being reborn as Solus. Things like necessary sacrifices and collateral damage were bound to scar her, especially if it was by her hand that people died.
"What do you mean?" Jirni turned around, her face the usual stone mask.
The others, however, glared at the Mother, silently ordering her to shut up.
"I was there when Lith took the first step of his ascension, child. Mogar didn't call him the Maker or the Lifebringer. If there's one thing that today's events have confirmed, is that Lith is the Destroyer.
"I'm afraid that Thrud is unwittingly pushing him along a dangerous path." Baba Yaga conjured the images of specific frames in quick succession. First, Lith's Blade Tier spell cracking the arrays of Zeska. freeωebnovēl.c૦m
Then, the Thousand Flames bringing the whole Phogia to its knees and burning its citizens despite the barrier. Last, she showed them the images of the doors of Bima flying around, followed by the destruction that had ensued Lith's fight with Xoola and Ufyl.
Kamila swallowed more than once and even Lith's friends had to admit that there was nothing great or majestic in those pictures. No matter how brilliant the strategy or how awesome a spell was, the final result was always the same.
People died by the hundreds and buildings turned into ruins.
And that was when Lith remained outside the first two cities, leaving the clean-up to the army. When he had entered Bima, the streets had been painted red with blood and entrails had ended up decorating the roofs.
The only word conjured by the spectacle was "slaughterhouse".
"That's not true." Kamila said, her voice hoarse and her forehead covered in a cold sweat. "Lith has been sent to the battlefield before and this has never happened."
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