Chapter 725: Apology
Invika laid a hand on my shoulder, pulling me a little closer. "Indeed. Isn’t she a sweet girl, asking for help like that?"
"I wasn’t aware you remnants could leave the realm," Fyren said.
She shrugged. "Me either. But Haven called and I answered. It would have been rude not to. Besides, I think Fate would have had something to say if I ignored the child. She’s awfully protective of her."
Fyren harumphed. "Is that right? She could stand to be a bit more involved."
Invika’s eyes flashed. The temperature abruptly lowered, which was insane given that we were basically swimming in fire mana.
"Is that so?" she asked in a low voice.
Fyren returned her gaze unflinchingly. "I don’t pretend to know the matters of a goddess, but it is cruel to force one so young to walk their own path."
"Fyren, Invika, please," I said, wringing my hands. "What about him?"
They glared at each other a second longer before turning to look at the crushed demon at our feet. Fyren sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"Forgive me," he muttered. "Something about this remnant irritates me. This is Magscale, one of the Demon Lord’s closest advisors."
"So you recognize me, after all," the demon growled.