Xue stood from kneeling inside the destroyer's bridge, a troubled look on his face.
He just finished speaking with the Gods, and the news he received was not uplifting, and he now had the depressive honour of breaking the news to their subordinates.
He waited patiently for them to arrive, and from the corner of his eye, he noticed the cleverly hidden hostility in Michalina's eyes, and he couldn't blame her for that.
"Greetings, I was blessed with an audience with the Gods, and I have news about your respective commanders."
Xue noticed a subtle change in their postures as he began to speak. The group managed to reach the island, safe and sound." A look of relief flickered through their eyes, but his following words squashed it.
