Chapter 338: Fear of Loss
The misty, star-flecked expanse of the Roundtable hummed quietly, the massive holographic map of Elias glowing over the obsidian table As Barnaby and Hephaestus wrapped up their logistical reports for the impending invasion of the Dragon Empire, Leona leaned forward, resting her chin on the cool metal of her Void-Gauntlet .
She looked at Damien sitting at the head of the table on his throne of woven shadow.
"Boss," Leona asked, her golden beast-eyes glinting with curiosity . "Now that you’ve rescued your parents are you going to tell them about... all this? Your strange abilities, the Roundtable, everything ?"
The misty room grew quiet.
Damien looked at the empty chair beside him, then at the glowing map, before slowly shaking his head.
"No," Damien answered smoothly.
"Not yet. My father and mother spent a long time fighting just to protect me.
"If I tell them the true scope of what we are doing or the nature of my powers, they will try to take the burden back onto their own shoulders. Once the dust settles and the world is safe, I will explain everything."
Leona nodded, accepting his reasoning.
"Speaking of the dust settling," Lyra interjected.
The phantom sniper leaned back in her chair, her violet eyes deadly serious 6.
"My Valkyries have successfully eliminated a lot of cultists over the past few weeks, paving the way for your invasion, especially since the dragon empire and the cult had strong ties"