"A way to start facing the problem before it comes to find us…"
Bael and Lucifuge hummed some self-serving words in their slight shock as realization and the gravity of the situation dawned on them.
"Almost everyone in heaven knows of the matter, perhaps barring the angel you kept down with you, Eugene Hall. Dawn."
I nodded lightly.
"In a few days, we can challenge the last floor of the Sanctuary. But just taking the one before took me months and even when we all cleared it, we had to recover for three years."
Over God Yvas took the lead in the conversation now. "With your help, we might be able to do it—"
"I refuse," I intervened.
"You won't be much help any—"
As soon as I summoned some Cataclysm in my hands, the Over God shut up and glared at me.
"Watch it, Yvas," Framtida spoke too, coughing with every word. "I told you, in the futures, he is the one who destroyed and protected."
I clicked my tongue.
