Chapter 167: Odin's Revelation and the Uncertain Night
After their conversation ended, the group followed Odin through the vast and eerily silent castle. The only sounds that accompanied them were the soft echoes of their footsteps against the pristine marble floors. The walls, adorned with intricate carvings of battles long forgotten, loomed over them like silent witnesses to the history Odin had seen unfold.
No one spoke, not even in whispers. The tension was thick, each of them lost in their thoughts, weighed down by the burden of the unknown. The war raging back on Earth, their sudden powerlessness, the enemies lurking in the dark—none of it made sense. They needed answers.
Then, piercing the silence like a blade through flesh, Odin's voice resonated through the hall.