Hye had come to the Hot Zones for a simple, brutal purpose: looting. He was a scavenger king at heart. Yet, through a mix of ruthless strategy and sheer momentum, he had ended up harvesting far more than he had ever dared to hope for.
That was what made Hye and his companions look so remarkable in her eyes. Even when faced with a sudden, monumental opportunity—one that would have left the most ancient races and established powers of the universe in a state of dazed confusion for decades—they acted with astounding synchronisation. Their movements weren't just fast; they were harmonious.
It looked as if they had been trained for a lifetime for this exact moment. A question burned in the back of Olana's mind, one she hesitated to voice.
If Hye's top leaders, the very pillars of his kingdom, were all occupied with the frantic influx of refugees and conquered subjects, then who was left to mind the store? Who was handling the critical issues back at the kingdom's core?
