Chapter 126: In Which Pink Means Trouble
The rift passage to Seoul was standard, disorienting but mercifully free of complications, and we emerged in a secure coalition facility that looked like every other secure coalition facility I'd seen.
Functional, boring, designed by people who thought excitement was a health hazard.
What was different was what waited for us outside.
Director Park Min-jae stood at attention near the exit, and behind him, lined up in two perfect rows like we were visiting royalty, were approximately twenty coalition personnel.
All of them standing at identical attention, postures rigid, expressions serious.
We stepped forward, and as one, they bowed.
Deep, synchronized, perfect angles, like they'd practiced this.
"WE WELCOME THE HEAVENLY DEMON LORD AZRYTH AND THE HEAVENLY DEMON QUEEN RIVEN!" they shouted in unison, voices echoing through the facility.
I froze, face heating up so fast I probably looked like I'd been set on fire.
Queen?!
