She yelled the words with pride, but her statement caused a few of the newer Transcendents to become visibly uncomfortable. They shifted their weight, their eyes darting away as their brows furrowed in distaste.
They still despised the fact that they were being forced to work hand in hand with the Harvester Cult. They hated having to rely on the Chaos Transcendent's volatile abilities to enhance their defensive barriers and stabilize their vanguard lines down on the plains.
The older Transcendents like Casmir, on the other hand, didn't seem too bothered by the arrangement. They had lived in a time before the Harvester Cult even existed, so to them, it was not an unforgivable hatred. Even if they felt any discomfort with the situation, they kept it entirely hidden behind their masks of experience.
