"Valentine?" Magnus frowned, exchanging a look with Irina.
"Vice President Hilary didn't mention anything about him being among the US delegates." The Glacier Empress added. "What's he doing here?"
Meanwhile, Ambrose grew increasingly nervous in his seat.
Last time he and Valentine crossed paths, the man just handed him a healing potion that healed all his wounds and then left him with a little warning:
"If you can, let the Federation know there's a good chance the Leviathan is the least of their worries." Those words still echoed in the back of his mind.
Valentine knew something was up days before the new entity even appeared. And now he was here… not just before the United States Hunters Federation.
But the combined forces of the World's Hunters.
"Valentine Lockwood," the council speaker mumbled, saying the name like it was a thorn on her shoulder. "This is a private Council meeting. You can't just barge in here—"
