BS7 - Chapter 1: Bree - Memories of Joining a New Pack
“My my, sister. Yet another day has gone by, and he still hasn’t called you. You can’t have too much time left on that brand.” Isolyn’s hateful voice reached Bree’s ears, interrupting her slumber.
Their Divine Beast Cerberus body lay in their usual cave on Savage Eden, resting and recovering from their mother’s spiritual surgery. Bree blinked herself awake, as her other sister spoke.
Ainora sneered. “Their Conquest was completed months ago now, wasn’t it? What are you waiting for, sister?”
Bree couldn’t say it. That it seemed like something was wrong with Jake’s soul, until recently. And, that only her pride was in the way of reaching out. While she desperately wanted to beg for help, she did not want to be a burden.
Isolyn chuckled. “Sister’s really a wreck, don’t you think? I think she’s lost her mind over this male. But maybe she herself has doubts, and that’s why she doesn’t reach out.”
Ainora noted, “Eventually, our offer to duel for our sister won’t even matter. The mark will unravel, and then…well, you’ve already given a lot up. Is there even enough left to make your own Beast Avatar and go to Sector 87? And why would you? He’s not calling you, so he doesn’t even want you.”
Isolyn let out a rumbling growl from her canine mouth. “You know, putting it like that kind of pisses me off a little. As if our Bree isn’t good enough for some Tier 2 Human? Void affinity or not, we can destroy him with a mere snort of our nostrils. He should be begging for our magnificent sister with his face on the ground.”
“Well, even if this human called her. Could he really provide her with a suitable vessel for our duel? I know sister can probably manage something in time, but that boar would not be enough, I think. It won’t even be able to manifest a divine trait, let alone one that resonates with our sister.”
Bree wanted to argue, to defend her potential pack mate–he had defeated an Enforcer, after all. But this was far from the first time these two idiots made these same complaints and arguments. She couldn’t help but feel a little down, feeling so empty. Ever since she understood how unfulfilled her life had been, she had never felt so alone.