“Only the dead have seen the end of war.”~ Plato
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(Elian)
Elian didn't believe in coincidence, not anymore. Everything was connected, and everyone was connected. Like a spider web spanning from one corner of the room to another... this was weaved with precision and masterful consideration. It must have had taken a lot of patience and practice.
In one way or the other, it all went back to the demi-god behind this whole plot. This was beyond Robyn, beyond nine hunters. This was a war that had started when Elian was four, or maybe even before that.
The hybrid had years ahead of them, to plot and plan all of this, but Elian was going to catch up with her, no matter what. The woman had made an enemy out of Elian when she killed her. And she was coming for her, with all her power.
