"Why have you never said anything?"
Ying Jiuyao's Gilded Beast Eyes flashed with heartache, his tiger claws tightening unconsciously:
"Such an important dream, and you shouldered it all by yourself?"
Seville's Golden Wings opened slightly, shielding Su An'an's side, his tone laced with lingering fear:
"Prophetic dreams are often accompanied by a spiritual power backlash. Are you in a lot of pain?"
"No wonder you were always staring at the data for the B1 Star Zone."
Night Abyss's dragon tail gently coiled around her wrist, his black and gold scales radiating a soothing warmth:
"Why didn't you tell us?"
Su An'an looked at their worried expressions and suddenly smiled.
The Phosphorus Powder shaken from her butterfly wings landed on the Star Map, perfectly covering the grayed-out B1 Star Zone:
"Because now is the perfect time to tell you."
Her fingertip tapped on that area.
"With the Gang Vines and with all of you, this time, B1 will be the Rebel Army's grave."
