Like Wind, Like Poetry, Like Song, Like Blood

After a brief conversation with Welt and the others, Bronya returned to the base.

"An echo within the Core?"

Bronya held a hand to her chest, carefully recalling what she had felt in the dream.

It had been the arrival of an immense disaster. The blue-haired young man had looked so helpless when Honkai descended.

So the man who had once built Anti-Entropy into an organization capable of standing against Schicksal's Wind Court had also grown step by step from weakness.

To save more people amid Honkai, to fight against Honkai... the first Sovereign, Joyce, had truly been incredible.

After witnessing such memories once, Bronya found herself filled with even more thoughts.

After breakfast, Bronya went to the base's training grounds as usual to continue her exercises.

The Dominance Herrscher's power was nowhere near as strong as the Second Herrscher's. It could not completely suppress the Core of Reason.

The more Bronya fused with the Core of Reason, the more completely she could reclaim that power for herself!

It was just the children at the orphanage... Given the special circumstances, she could only ask Xing to remain in Storm City and continue looking after them.

Theresa, Himeko, Welt, and the others were already arranging the follow-up matters, so Bronya did not need to worry too much.

There was still no trace of the Dominance Herrscher, and Mei and the others would not simply idle away their time at the base.

Even Kiana, who usually preferred eating and lazing around, had begun making regular trips to the training grounds these past two days.

Kiana felt that only by completely mastering her Herrscher powers could she be of greater help to everyone.

Mei was the same, though her excuse was that techniques would eventually grow rusty without practice. The more she