Severus on the Offensive!
Lord's Manor.
The moment Duncan laid out his plan, Severus objected. "No! It's too risky!"
"You alone are bearing the burden of all Britain now. Scandinavia is the territory of the Norse Gods. What if something happens to you?"
Raven Queen—Triss knew more.
She knew that Duncan grew stronger by defeating powerful enemies. After pondering for a moment, she said, "I'll go with you."
Duncan's actions affected the fate of countless people.
Raven Queen—Triss was worried as well. If she accompanied him herself, then even if an incarnation of the Norse Gods descended, she could confront it head-on. At the very least, she could buy Duncan a chance to escape. Recently, she had sensed Diana's power recovering as well. In this age at the end of mythology, everyone had a ceiling on their strength. As long as it was not something absurdly overpowered, such as a giant dragon, she could still put up a fight against an ordinary Deity descending by possessing a believer.
(A Deity possessing a mortal to descend was currently the only thing that might be possible, similar to inviting a god to possess one's body.)
As long as the Vow of Chastity remained unbroken, Raven Queen—Triss was the only Divine Selection of the gods of Ancient Rome and Ancient Greece.
But Duncan had more to consider. He said gravely, "No."
"While I'm gone, you have to stay behind and hold the center for me."
"I know what I'm doing."
"If I can't handle it, I can retreat whenever I want."
If he couldn't win, he would call for help.
Raven Queen—Triss was only somewhat stronger than an ordinary person physically. Duncan knew that better than anyone. She also could not use Magic often. It would be better for Duncan to act alone,