While Destiny and Victorious had decided to move forward with their investigation, the Prime Expanse had already been plagued for two centuries by the very ones responsible for the problem.
However, there were four among them who had deliberately taken their time before arriving here.
Currently, Celeste floated high above Threshold Seven, her long golden hair drifting gently in the fractured winds.
She had just arrived in the Prime Expanse a few months ago, as she had been busy extending her Fate constructs throughout the remaining layers of Pantheos.
With her usual elegant golden blindfolds rested over her eyes, yet she moved with calm certainty as she sifted through the vast knowledge of the Prime Expanse flowing around her.
"Wardens… Sentinels… Bastion Lord… Domain Lord… Threshold Sovereign… Primordial Warden… The Exalted…" she muttered quietly to herself.
