loren
Loren tilted his head. ”I’m not sure, but I think Oia’i’o and Kai might have records from before the barrier was erected. It would be difficult for them to do their survey of what’s changed without them.” Smiling at Jigano, the summoner shrugged. ”I can ask them when I see them next.”
Falling silent as well in the face of the bard’s question, the Launceleyn bit his lip. ”The gods honestly don’t mind if more portals are activated?” His eyes searched the white-haired man’s features. ”If that’s the case, it kind of feels like an inevitability that more portals will one day be opened, whether we like it or not. Now that The Voice is out in the world, I'm not sure anything short of another barrier will stop her completely.” Taking a deep breath, Loren glanced aside. ”So loathe as I am to admit it, I might work with the Ascended. Because at least that way we might be able to guide the way they’re opened and used.” Still, his voice was far from certain, as was his mind.
As the Labyrinth literally tore his bear apart, his nostrils flared. Immediately he dismissed it and tapped into another of his magic. A stream of ice pelted at the thorny branches that had just tried to consume his summoned creature.
Falling silent as well in the face of the bard’s question, the Launceleyn bit his lip. ”The gods honestly don’t mind if more portals are activated?” His eyes searched the white-haired man’s features. ”If that’s the case, it kind of feels like an inevitability that more portals will one day be opened, whether we like it or not. Now that The Voice is out in the world, I'm not sure anything short of another barrier will stop her completely.” Taking a deep breath, Loren glanced aside. ”So loathe as I am to admit it, I might work with the Ascended. Because at least that way we might be able to guide the way they’re opened and used.” Still, his voice was far from certain, as was his mind.
As the Labyrinth literally tore his bear apart, his nostrils flared. Immediately he dismissed it and tapped into another of his magic. A stream of ice pelted at the thorny branches that had just tried to consume his summoned creature.
Never judge a book by its cover.
