(Fifteen millenniums ago…)
"Are you crazy?! We can't just allow you deal with him on your own!" Sigrun spat with annoyance, her ears unable to believe what she was hearing.
"Sigrun's right. This is our burden as much as it's yours" Senya softly said, agreeing with her sister.
"I have to agree too. Not only is the plan reckless, it's suicidal" Ashildr also voiced her concerns.
No sooner had she said that, a tense, uncomfortable silence descended upon the six, youthful-looking individuals present in the room, their expressions grim.
Currently in a well-furnished main chamber for the Grandmasters, reminiscent of those from cultivation sects of the past, all six were having a discussion… one that had the fate of the world on the line.
"I think it's worth a shot…" Xavier broke the silence after a long while, earning him a perplexed yet annoyed gaze from Sigrun.
Before she could even retaliate, another voice interrupted.