"Waking that disaster three years before the true date." The witch found it funny.
"A single suggestion was all it took."
This might be a disaster for the world. But for the witch, it was something to look forward to.
For she knew that she was safe from the upcoming disaster along with her beloved.
As for the rest of the world, she was not so sure yet.
And neither did she care for it.
To her, nothing was more important than her life with Sura. And as things were going, that future is not too far off.
The war between the tribes was going in full force and the damages done to Pilua were not as heavy as many might have thought.
The reason for it was simple.
Sura has successfully employed the players among his group. Or in the Trogoldi dialect, they have taken in a vassal tribe under them.
A vassal tribe that consists mainly of players.
But this simple act of Sura has also placed a bigger target on him. A lot bigger than the witch anticipated.
