getting ahead of ourselves

Edmund let out a small huff, lips curling into a small smile, "Don't worry. I'll visit often and help out whenever there's work to do." Dantalion had all but claimed the Grounds for Mother with his rise to Theocrat. The young Ancient would support his success in any way. With the Maverick in the Grounds and himself in Torchline, they could make progress on two fronts. The blood offerings are soon complete and Edmund eyes them with deep satisfaction. The shrine was far worthier of Mother now that it was filled with blood. Danta's words give him pause, "Really?" Curiosity brimming but cautious of bringing up anything painful for Dantalion, he carefully raises a question. "Were there Ancient strongholds outside of the Climb?" If there were other lands that once belonged to Mother, then they needed to be reclaimed. Edmund Reborn In Fire