"Selena, you're always so pessimistic. Don't forget what we have—an artificial blood bank, endless wealth, and a loyal, well-trained force. We are the shadow of this city. As long as we remain vigilant, nothing can threaten us."
Conn spoke up as well, his voice gentle yet firm as he tried to strike a balance between the two.
"Selena, Kraven has a point. Over the past several centuries, the werewolves have indeed declined to their lowest point. Since Lucien's era ended, we have never discovered another large gathering of werewolves. But I understand your concerns too. After all, as our eyes and ears, your instincts have always been accurate."
"Conn, thank you. But this time, I hope we can get to the bottom of it, whether to prove that I'm wrong or to prevent a potential crisis. We can't let our past victories blind us to the danger right in front of us."
Conn fell silent for a moment, seemingly weighing the pros and cons.
In the end, he nodded. "All right, Selena. I'll have Soren organize a search team to investigate every recent anomaly. But understand, this is for the sake of the team, not because I distrust you."
However, Selena shook her head. "No, Conn. This time, I'll lead the group myself. Only by going deep into it personally can I ensure that every detail is thoroughly uncovered. I believe the truth often hides in seemingly insignificant details."
Kraven's face darkened instantly at her words.
"Absolutely not, Selena. You cannot put yourself in danger. Let Soren handle it. He's experienced enough to deal with any emergency."
Selena looked at Kraven.
"Kraven, are you worried about my safety, or are you worried that I'll gain more power?"
Kraven took a deep breath, trying to calm himself.
"Selena, this isn't about