Tycondrius held his palm toward Bella Sapphira, the strongest Witch.
"And you, Bella? Do you believe in me?"
Bella opened her mouth to speak... but she held her tongue.
Tycon furrowed his brows, trying to make sense of the situation.
The Bella he knew was a somewhat slothful, carefree Witch-- but that persona was nowhere to be found.
Instead, the Bella in front of him was oddly... caring?
The anti-lizard offensive was a war in the broadest sense of the term.
There were two sides. Sol Invictus and their allies fought against the enemy.
In Tycon's opinion, however, a crucial component of a *proper* war was a real and achievable set of conditions for victory.
"Bella, wars are waged with a long-term goal in mind... to secure the future of a people... to reinforce an ideology or for material gain.
"But... you know, as well as I do: the lizard king has awoken.
