Ty, deep in thought, sat at the edge of Nanako's bed, his hands crossed over each other as he leaned forward.
"At the very least, in a silver lining, we have an idea of how much farther we need to go to close that gap between him and us," he mused, his tone reflective yet determined. "One way or another, we will get our revenge on him."
His thoughts, however, delved deeper into the complexities of their situation.
"Still, there is a bigger piece at play here; there has to be," Ty continued, curiosity and frustration in his voice. "When we first met Mattison, he mentioned Erebos was here before and had attacked the nobles. Yet he left all of them alive.
Why is that? These thoughts keep flooding my mind, but I can't seem to understand his motives."
As Ty pondered, Nanako, still recovering, groaned a bit while sitting up. Ty's eyes briefly lingered on the bandages covering her chest and wrapping around her shoulders, a pang of sadness striking him at the sight of her injuries.
