Azeron silently watched the Fragment Bearer regrow her arm in front of him.
His eyes narrowed slightly at the tattoos emblazoned across her arm.
The Willguard was their most fated enemy. Their kind had been raised and conditioned to destroy anything connected to them.
Even so, Azeron lifted a hand, subtly motioning for the other Evoli to hold themselves back.
Atticus had already warned him about it.
And regardless... Azeron didn’t like the idea of harming anything that could even remotely be connected to that boy.
Thora approached the massive barrier encasing the headquarters and pressed the tattooed arm against its surface.
For a brief moment, nothing happened.
Then the barrier rippled. A circular section silently parted open, leaving a clean hole large enough for them to pass through.
"Hurry."
As Thora waved, the group hastily made their way through the hole.
Azeron’s eyes instantly landed on the full might of the Willguard base.
Exactly what one would expect from the central seat of the great Willguard.
’Great my ass.’
Azeron’s lips twitched faintly. A faint thrill stirred within him at the thought of bringing destruction to a place like this.
But the feeling faded almost as quickly as it appeared as his mind drifted to a certain white haired boy.
’Where did he go?’
His gaze shifted toward the distant horizon. Even from here, he could see it.
Flashes of light. Thunderous booms rolling through the sky. The air itself trembled faintly with the distant shockwaves.
A battle was underway.
And Azeron had absolutely no doubt who was responsible.
’Truly a shame.’
A small sigh escaped him.
Though this mission was meant to deal a devastating blow to the Willguard, the real reason Azeron had volunteered for it had been something else entirely.
He had wanted to witness Atticus fight at full power. To see that monster in action. And somehow... he had ended up missing the entire thing.
What a waste.
Feeling several pairs of eyes settle on him, Azeron turned his head toward Thomas.
"Lead the way."
Thomas straightened immediately.
"Yes."
The inscriber moved ahead, guiding them across the courtyard and into the main structure of the base.
Azeron was currently using his Aspect of Supremacy to mask their presence.
’Though I doubt there’ll be anyone powerful enough to detect us.’
With the scale of the battle raging outside, Atticus was almost certainly fighting the High Judicator by now.
If that was the case, the majority of the Willguard forces would have already been mobilized toward that battlefield.
The empty lobby they entered only reinforced that conclusion.
Azeron’s gaze sharpened. This was the perfect time to strike.
Thomas led them to a lift, which they took down to a basement.
As they stepped out, Thomas raised his hand, pointing toward a massive reinforced structure at the far end of the underground chamber.
"That’s the lab."
Azeron fixed his gaze on the building.
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