"You should have just killed them on the spot, boy. Those worms know too much and it's almost guaranteed that they're a part of something worse. Whoever raised them β made those fakes β is likely in league with the Infestation. It is the only explanation I can think of. Nothing else fits as well this conclusion," said Lacrima a scathing voice.
With the Infested? How could those mindless abominations even help the Dragoncrest and Ashborn families? I thought all the do is kill and corrupt everything they touch.
Reed stared out in the void and easily tore the veil of reality with a single thought. Colors and shapes blended in furious mix until they settled down into something recognizable. His abrupt phase into reality sent out a small wave of Anima in the ballroom that crashed into its surrounding, frightening and shocking nobles who had not noticed the foreign intrusion.