"They… were all alive?"
There was a small silence slowly encroaching in the air as Athena's words traveled through the sheets of ice. Throughout the entire time, throughout their whole endeavor and adventure, they have been told that these World Eaters, these Systellions were conquerors that would devour everything that stood on their path.
That they killed every planet, people, and civilization like them over and over again.
And now, the ones who told them to rally and fight against these would-be invaders are telling them that… they didn't?
"What do you mean, Athena?"
But of course, the one that was most confused amongst all the people that were there right now was still Van.
"She meant what she said, King Evans."
This time, however, Pontiff Irin was the one to speak as she stepped closer to Van; her eyes, looking him straight in the eyes… without malice, without bar.
"We… do not 'devour' as you claim, we rescue."
"..."
