Chapter 86: Dawn of War

The sky was still dark when they left Librarium, and the air was bitingly cold, too cold for summer. It made Lars wondered whether it was an ill omen, but he put that thought away as quickly as it appeared. He looked over behind and he reminded himself that he wasn't alone and it will be alright. He watched as the Alliance marched towards the impending battle against the Sovereigns under the guise of early dawn.

Lars was in the sky, standing on top of floating red poppy platform. Rachelia navigated its flight as she enjoyed her prim and proper breakfast, served by Wilhelmina. On the other side, Mell and Vayu played some poker instead. Lars couldn't believe in tense moment like that, they could still act so casual like they were heading for a picnic, not a war.

"You guys are really something else," Lars muttered.

Rachelia made a slight chuckle, apparently hearing Lars. "It's good to lighten up first and clear your head of unnecessary worries, you know?"