"Zion, are you tired?" Shasha asked as she lightly caressed the younger boy's head, which was resting on her lap.
"A bit," Thirteen replied. "Let me take a short nap, Shasha."
Shasha nodded. "Okay."
After a week of absence, Thirteen finally returned to the Arcadia Archipelago.
He was truly exhausted after handling multiple things in preparation for the battle that was about to come.
Right now, he had only set the wheels in motion. He would leave again after a few weeks in order to make sure that the preparations he had made were ready.
Thirteen had tried to contact Laplace Demon and The One, wanting to negotiate with them. Unfortunately, his call fell on deaf ears.
Neither the Demon nor the Omnipotent Being made any indication that they wanted to talk to him, leaving him no choice but to compensate for the lack of abilities he could use in the battle.
