"Well, the time has come. They're on their way here." Gladius said, getting up from the couch, preparing to leave the tall tower, and head straight for the arena.
Osana raised an eyebrow, looking at Gladius baffled.
"How the hell do you know that?"
Gladius silently took a step forward, looking out the panoramic window with his arms folded behind his back.
"I just have good intuition, trust me." Gladius said calmly, giving no hint that he was lying.
At this time, over the ninth wing, above the tall buildings of this part of the Citadel, black ravens flew over. Nothing unusual, but for some reason, there were strangely numerous of them, as if someone brought the wise birds to this place on purpose.
Kogen waved his hand.
"Don't listen to him. If you believe every word he says, it won't end well for you." Kogen shook his head and yawned widely, covering his mouth.
Gladius gave a short sigh.
