"You think if we open this thing, three hundred mystic-side Spartans will really come charging out?"
Qian Qian stood before the gates of the Hall of Assembly, her mind completely fixated on the idea that "there must be three hundred Spartans on the other side of the door." Seeing the eager look on her face, I finally couldn't help pouring cold water on her enthusiasm. "More likely, three hundred Spartans charging out to fight us to the death... And who said there had to be three hundred people in here?" Qian Qian waved a hand and tossed her head imperiously. "Grasp the spirit!"
"Though it's only a guess, it really does seem possible," Viska said. At some point, she had already revealed her black wings. With a light flap, she landed neatly beside me. "Think about all the information we've gathered so far. The homeworld in Shadow Space has most of the technology-side things, while this world's homeworld fragment has most of the mystic-side things. The Hall of Assembly on Shadow Space's homeworld is called the First District, while the Hall of Assembly here in Forgotten Garden is called the Second District. Three hundred Pandora Legion commanders are sleeping on Shadow Space's homeworld, so this Hall of Assembly... really ought to have another batch of commanders to balance it out."
In truth, everyone had more or less thought of this. It was also the easiest hypothesis to reach, so I couldn't help nodding. Then I noticed Viska's wings and immediately jumped half a step back. "Hey! Why are you in combat mode?"
Viska casually summoned her golden longbow from thin air, drew it, nocked an arrow, and aimed at the gates. "What do you mean, why? If we're going to fight three hundred high-ranking commanders, even high-level gods might get