Nadia continued to work, her hands steady as she applied the bandage with practiced precision. "You know," she said after a moment, her voice thoughtful, "I have to admit, I was leaning more toward Mikhail's theory. The idea of an ancient entity, something primal and unstoppable, it just made sense with everything we were seeing."
I nodded slightly, acknowledging her perspective. "It did seem that way. From the start, all the evidence was pointing in that direction. The disturbances, the fear, the rumors—everything lined up perfectly with what you'd expect from an ancient force reawakening."
Nadia glanced up at me, curiosity in her eyes. "Then what made you think otherwise? What was it that tipped you off?"
