High Praise

Eventually, Jet put away her communicator and stared into the distance for a few moments, thinking. Then, she turned to Sunny.

He asked:

"...So, what's the word?"

Soul Reaper had a contemplative look on her face.

"The good news is that we're getting reinforcements. Both Valor and Song are sending strong contingents. Two Saints each, a handful of Masters, and a supporting retinue of hundreds of Awakened. All of them the absolute elites of the Legacy clans, of course — some direct descendants, some loyal retainers. You can imagine how powerful of a force that is."

Sunny nodded. Despite his animosity toward the Great Clans, and those Legacies that served them, even he had to admit that these people had not ended up in the position of highest power by accident. Legacies were born and bred to be perfect warriors, and in that pursuit, they were ruthless both to their enemies and to themselves.