Chapter 73: political pressure
"Who is this Ryuk, anyway?"
Nancy sighed. "I have no idea. They just mentioned he’s a Prime or something."
Seraphina leaned back and exhaled sharply. "Unbelievable—54 power points at that age?" She shook her head. "If Alex and Tyson discover his potential, they’ll exhaust themselves trying to reach new heights."
A small, wistful smile played at Nancy’s lips. "That’s the Rangers for you... always chasing the impossible."
Seraphina noticed the change in her expression but wouldn’t let the conversation drift.
"That’s exactly what I’m trying to tell you, Nancy," she said, returning them to the real reason she had called Nancy here. "They enjoy chasing the impossible. That’s what motivates them."
"Or destroy them," Nancy finally said, her voice trembling. "You think I don’t want to be with him? I do, Sera. More than anything. But not at the cost of pushing two cities to the brink of war. I won’t allow blood to be spilled because of me."
Seraphina sighed and shook her head. "That’s noble of you, Nancy Winters... but, you see, there will be blood either way."
Nancy’s breath caught in her throat.
"If you give in to them, they’ll take control of the entire city. And then what?" Seraphina’s voice was calm but cutting. "An insane man will rule Babylon—the very place where you grew up. The place your family called home. The city your father fought for."
She gave a small, knowing smile. "I was no different, you know. It’s overwhelming—thinking that one choice could lead to the downfall of everything. But someone has to make that choice, Nancy. And if you don’t..." She leaned slightly forward. "Someone else will make it for you."