"That is most troubling." Zelkov murmured to himself as he sat at Lookout Ridge. From his dark brooding appearance, his sharo analytical gaze and the way he seemed to seamlessly fit in with the shadows, you'd think he was referring to some sort of incoming attack on the Somniel.

No. It was looking like rain and he had been looking forward to spending some time outside today.

He didn't care to have many thoughts on their sudden alliance with the Divine Dragon. If this is what Ivy wanted, it was his duty to follow as her retainer, and so he did.

He might dare say it was rather... quaint... up here.