"No matter what happens, don't enter the dungeon," Deus said softly, as though he'd read her mind again. "Whether it's you alone or the Souler Army... let them break out first. Don't worry—with me here, nothing can go wrong."
Ivana turned, surprised.
"But... wouldn't the best course of action be to enter and clear it before it overflows?" she asked, genuinely confused.
"Do you trust me, Ivana?" Deus asked.
"Yes... I do," she said, her voice steady, her nod unwavering. She was confused, but her faith in him had never wavered. After everything he had done—after the strength he had gifted her—she'd be a fool to question him now.
Still, a thought coursed through her mind. How do I answer to the public? The people will pressure me to act... to lead the army...
