She looked down at the worn photograph she still clutched in her hand.
"And for my sister. She disappeared into the Verge years ago.
They say Astralis Academy has records, ways to track those lost in the higher levels. I need to get in. I need to find her."
She finally looked up, meeting Daniel's gaze, her own eyes filled with a fierce, desperate resolve.
"That's why, Captain Vance. That's the situation on this pretty, peaceful, third-and-a-half-level lie."
The game, it seemed, was far more complex than simple thievery.
Daniel listened to Olenna's story, his expression unreadable.
The oppressive silence of the luxurious tent was broken only by the gentle lapping of the Styx River outside and the distant, muffled snores of Ayra, still deeply unconscious.
Lia, he noted with his S-Grade [Aura Sense+], was also still completely under, her breathing slow and even.
The knockout drug in the Palm Wine, while ineffective against him, had clearly done its job on his teammates.
