Salomon noticed the beautifully curved muscles along Athena's back tense in an instant.
They tried to strike at you directly?
She did not speak with her throat, instead transmitting her thoughts face-to-face. Although the apartment was equipped with numerous anti-surveillance and anti-reconnaissance psionic and technological devices, she still did everything possible to avoid any form of information leak. The Sorcerer Supreme had intervened to block an attack on Salomon from the beings Behind the Curtain. This was earth-shaking news across dimensions; countless dream diviners, tarot readers, and prophets would go mad after glimpsing the aftershocks of that attack. Yet at this moment, not even Athena had seen a single ripple stirred in the Sea of Aether, as if it had never happened.
Why are they in such a hurry? Was Ragnarok not enough to feed them? What exactly do they want you to do?
"The greed Behind the Curtain is endless, but even they are merely the will manifested by that dreamlike dimension. They do not exist eternally and independently, nor have they ever possessed free will. They want humanity, a race with limitless potential, to become tools of fate just like them."
Salomon's calm response did not completely answer her question, and so he received Athena's vicious glare.
"The Attilan campaign was an opportunity for them."
"Ragnarok would have been better. It marked the Asgardians' road to ruin. No one in this world could have stopped the Asgardian Empire from heading toward destruction. They could even tear open the curtain between the Material Universe and the Dream World, extending their will into the Material Universe. There was no need for them to attack you during the Attilan campaign."
"It was a demonstration. An invitation. They wanted me to see their power and make me a promise."
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