Praises And Fears. R-18

To anyone other than the commanders, Devon's words were of little implications. They were much too focused on celebrating their victory.

Hal however, looked back towards the Dystopian continent while his brain worked fast in an attempt to think of how he could make use of such a situation to his advantage.

However, while he did come up with a lot, the mere thought of the high power level and his own weaker level (in comparison) caused him to think more realistically.

Schemes were all well and good but he was way too far and lacked the necessary Dystopian connections to make them happen.

If only, if only he had been able to mark Reyna or contract her, she could have been his way in.

*sigh*

There was so much to think about.

Especially his impending Bloodline tribulation. 

Oh well, there was no point fussing over it for now.