The absolute reason for his sudden haste possessed a name.
Selthia…
Ominous mutant activity had been detected lurking near the outskirts of the sister cities once again. It was not a coordinated siege yet; nothing as blatant or structurally organized as the previous assault.
However, the scattered, corrupted beasts that had aimlessly dispersed following the Hydra's defeat were actively regrouping. They were shifting into a distinct, calculated pattern that absolutely did not belong to feral creatures casually roaming the wilderness, even if they remained positioned far beyond the outer walls. Ren recognized the subtle tactical signature immediately.
Only one entity was capable of broadcasting that organized geometric pattern in them now. Selthia, either fully recovered or rapidly healing, was already weaving a brand-new snare in the dark.
Ren absolutely refused to grant the corruption the luxury of time.
