'…Nerissa?'
Kael's eyes widened in shock.
Sure, the current version looked much younger than the one he saw in the previous Vision, but he was sure.
He could never forget those silver eyes and hair.
It was that woman…
In an instant, Kael's anger shot up and at the same time, thousands of questions appeared in his head.
'What is she doing here…? Is she their ally?'
He wondered.
'If this is true then…
Does this mean all of this is pointless…?'
Kael's mind shook.
The Future Kael, on the other hand, didn't seem to share his worries. He simply observed the five people who had surrounded him and after a slight pause, he gave in.
"The lesser worlds Creston sent us to existed to strengthen us."
He glanced at Alaric, the only one he could actually convince and,
"We reached a level that even the strongest of those worlds—who had trained all their lives—couldn't reach, in just one or two years.
Do you think that's because all of us are the chosen ones or something?
