Chapter 63: Echoes of the World Tree
The air in the arcane foundry was finally cooling down.
We stood amidst the scorched metal plates and the lingering smell of ozone.
Nyssa and Kaelith were slipping back into their clothes, their movements carrying a terrifying new grace.
I watched them, a deep sense of pride swelling in my chest.
'We actually pulled it off. Two C-Grade Apex variants in one room. I am so proud of them. It is not easy to live as women in this day and age. Being looked at like a breeding tool. A means to have a child and nothing more.'
I reached for my discarded coat, wincing slightly as the scorched brass of my Vanguard Arm scraped against the fabric.
'I remember those brave Feminist women who stood for their rights. They may not have super amazing magical abilities, but they had the grit to challenge the old order. I see such powerful women in both Nyssa and Kaelith.'
Suddenly, Kaelith froze.
Her dark tunic was only half-laced.
