Silence lingered for half a heartbeat after Kael shut down Druvarn's wish request with all the mercy of a guillotine.
Then—
Selene cleared her throat softly. "Now that the wish is clarified… the next step is deciding who goes."
Kael blinked. "Goes? Goes where? I'm the one fighting. The rest of you stay here, drink tea, and don't die."
Lyra looked offended.
Alenia's quill snapped in half.
Druvarn gasped dramatically.
Rue and Rina covered their mouths like they'd just heard a dangerous secret.
Evethra tilted her head, already rising as if preparing to follow him regardless.
Lyratheia, on the other hand, smiled, amused, while Selene looked like she'd been expecting this exact chaos.
Kael let out a sigh. "Why do I feel an argument coming?"
Alenia raised a hand like a schoolteacher. "Because we're not letting you go fight an S-rank tyrant alone."
"You do know that I'm stronger, right?" Kael questioned flatly.
