—Audrey's POV—
From afar, I watched the battle between mother, father, and son, unable to interfere or make a single move.
All I could do was protect Seth from the Aether shockwaves left behind by their attacks.
The High Father... Abraham had chosen to side with Frey, contrary to everything I had expected.
He had chosen to fight the First Writer.
I couldn't understand it.
Why?
If Frey was defeated and died here in the Land of Survival, he would simply be forced awake in the real world, and Agaroth would die. Once that creature was gone, everything would be fine.
I knew Frey could never defeat the First Writer, Clea. Though he had performed far better against her than I had expected, he was still losing regardless.
But Lord Abraham had ruined everything.
