Lena crossed her legs elegantly as she leaned back in her chair, her expression as calm and controlled as ever.
"The mercenaries I'm referring to are not just any ordinary soldiers, Ethan," she began. "They're Ascendants too. But unlike the Great Families, who have been pampered by wealth and influence, these mercenaries were forged in warzones, brutal missions, and the wilderness. They've faced challenges that most Ascendants from the families never have to deal with."
Ethan listened intently, absorbing every word. The idea of hiring mercenaries who were Ascendants was intriguing, but he knew he needed to be cautious.
Trusting the wrong people could destroy everything he had built so far. He needed to be sure about Lena's intentions as well.
Without hesitation, Ethan looked Lena in the eyes, his voice direct. "Why are you helping me, Lena? What's your angle in all of this?"
