Glorianice froze as she watched Dyon disappear.
She knew exactly what Dyon ant. During their first contract, Glorianice attempted to use the connection she ford with Dyon to enslave his soul to her. Dream Panthers were exceptionally dangerous.
Glorianice had thought that she succeeded in applying an intangible suggestion to Dyon’s soul. In a few more months, after she established a foothold in the Mortal Alliance, she planned on using one of her sister Dream Panthers to marry into the Sacharro Clan. Over ti, she would mold the Mortal Alliance to the image of the Dream Panthers and make Dyon dance upon her palm.
This was the fearso nature of the Dream Panthers. They could make n fall into their ensnarent while making it seem as though it was the male’s idea the entire ti. They were impossible opponents.
But, how could Glorianice expect for her suggestion to not only fail, but for Dyon to see completely through it? It was a jarring experience that shook her to her core.
‘But if there’s a next ti…’ Glorianice’s heartbeat refused to settle down.
Glorianice could only watch as Dyon disappeared along with Ri and Lina. She felt uncomfortable and spent longer than she’d like to admit standing in silence, but in the end, she sighed.
‘Is this a good thing for my Dream Panther Clan or is it a bad thing?’
After numbered warriors began falling one after another, Glorianice had never expected to go back to BPA. She was too useless in the grand sche and would definitely be used to send a ssage and set a precedent.
It was then that Dyon offered her an olive branch. But, as an individual who had lived thousands of years, she was too set in the ways of the martial world. Simply believing in and trusting Dyon wasn’t in her DNA. So, she tried to set up so potential counter asures to protect herself.
One had to rember that Dyon Martial Alliance system was highly reliant on Clans building themselves up. The issue that Glorianice faced was that her authority in the Alliance would never be great because her Clan’s population was too small. Even to beco a 2nd Tier Clan, you needed 100 separate individual to contribute 10 000 rit points and accumulate 10 000 000 rit points total…
Her Dream Panther Clan didn’t even have 10 people, where would they get 100 from? It was only because Dyon understood this that he let Glorianice off the hook. But he would never allow her a second chance.
Dyon had taken this approach on purpose. Within the rules of the Martial Alliance, if soone wanted to beco influential without the backing of a great Clan, it was necessary to contribute in other ways, naly militarily, though there were other paths.
Dyon was forcing Glorianice’s hand. If she wanted her Dream Panther Clan to live a good life in the Mortal Alliance, she would have to sweat blood on the battlefield for Dyon’s goals. When he said he would work her to death, he ant it!
‘Jaws… No, Dyon…’ Glorianice sighed once more. ‘No. Lord Sacharro said that I need the blood essence of a Dream Panther in order to evolve the Barrier Breaking Pill into the Fate Breaking Pill… It seems I will have to awaken Ancestors for this… Your descendant has found us a ray of hope…’
In those monts, Glorianice finally truly bent her knee to Dyon.
Dyon had misjudged Aritzia. No, it was more accurate to say that he misjudged how important she viewed the tower quadrants. To Dyon, the tower quadrants were everything he had known, these individuals were his opponents, his enemies and his friends. However, Aritzia only saw these tower quadrants as a ga board. She didn’t hesitate to take risks not because she didn’t care if she lost, but because it didn’t matter even if she did.
It was as though Aritzia and Dyon had been playing a ga of chess, but while Aritzia could see all 64 squares, Dyon’s view was held to a small two by two corner. This was his biggest mistake.
He refused to make that mistake again. If he couldn’t trust the people around him to act as he would expect, he would slash their ga board apart so that they shared the sa view as him.
Dyon wasn’t in a position yet to do this to Aritzia. But, when it ca to Glorianice, it far simpler to cut off her paths of retreat.
As Dyon’s conscious flickered weakly, his resolute gaze never changed. These events weren’t sothing he saw as a victory. In fact, he saw it as a devastating loss. No matter what he did, he would never be able to affect Aritzia to the sa extent she affected him. However… There would co a day when he could. That, he was certain of.
For now, he would crush her in his small 2×2 square. When the ti was ripe, he’d make sure Aritzia and the Sapientia didn’t have a spot even if they tried to play another ga.
‘Sapientia Clan… I’ll rip that mask off and let the whole world see you for the trash you are.’
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