"Do you think they might be fighting a civil war?"
Sandora's words left both Viska and me stunned. Viska couldn't help reaching over to touch Sandora's forehead. "Huh, not hot?"
"Get lost, I'm not human." Sandora casually slapped away Viska's suicidal paw, then looked up at me with a serious expression. "I'm not joking. If they can make the Fallen Apostle army gather in such a massive battle, then their opponent must be an extremely powerful super-civilization. But no such civilization exists within the known Void. The region where the Fallen Apostles are fighting falls within the God Race's scan range. The God Race should have investigated how many worlds are there long ago. And based on those scattered little incidents from before, I really think it's highly likely that the Fallen Apostles are fighting themselves."
"Those scattered little incidents?" Viska immediately perked up. She lunged at Sandora with a whoosh. "What incidents? What incidents? Tell me so I can have a laugh..."
Sandora promptly kicked Viska away, then looked up at me. "See? That's what she looks like when she loses her mind."
I watched Viska climb off the floor helplessly. "Sandora meant the reports the border scanning stations sent back over the past month. You should know some of them too. There have been frequent fleet deployments within the Abyss Zone, large numbers of worlds vanishing in a short period, Fallen Apostle fleet activity suddenly dropping off a few days before they attacked the God Race, fewer rotations at the Border Outposts... There are plenty of similar clues. Sandora thinks they're all connected."
Only then did Viska show some seriousness. She sat down in a chair, propped her chin on one hand, and struck the pose of a strategist. "Yeah, they are all suspicious. Taken separately, though, none