Moments later, even Dyon was sitting in unbridled confusion. His home had brought together a mix of people few ever assumed would be able to share a dining room table.
A mortal. Elves. Beasts. And now red skinned Pakals. It was truly an odd mix.
Because of the animosity between the Ragnor and Pakal, in the strict sense, Kawa and her husband didn't need to hide themselves considering they were only wary of the Ragnor knowing of their power. But, to be safe, they had hidden themselves, leaving just Dyon and his wives and friends.
The two of them believed that if need be, they'd step in, in time to save them from harm.
But, the problem now was that even Dyon was becoming overwhelmed by all of these crisscrossing and interlocking stories. Is this what they meant by fate? What were the odds that the legacy world he conquered, his very first, mind you, would be the legacy world of the creator of the technique that sparked everything to begin with?
