"Good… good."
I let out a slow breath.
I roughly understood what was going on.
Even though my head was still spinning from the flood of notifications and fragmented information, I was surprisingly stable. Considering I had literally just died and come back to life, this condition was… more than acceptable.
My fingers twitched once.
Yeah. I was fine.
For now.
I shifted my gaze forward and locked onto the person confronting Ryan.
So that's her.
The head of the Twelve Signs.
The elf I killed back at the academy… she wasn't the true leader. Just a puppet master working in the shadows. Important, yes—but not the face of the organization.
This woman… she was the real one.
Well, technically, in the original story, she was supposed to die before that elf ever did.
Which meant one thing.
The timeline was already messed up.
Still, none of that changed who she was.
An arrogant, greedy woman who thought her talent made her untouchable.
I clicked my tongue internally.
