Finn dragged a hand down his face, his frustration now fully visible.
"What the hell?!"
{To end the apocalypse, Host, you must form bonds with these men.}
Finn stilled.
{It is the combination of your relationships and the children born from them that will unite the clans and bring an end to the catastrophe.}
Finn's chest rose and fell heavily, each breath sharper than the last.
"Did you just change my mission?" he demanded, his voice laced with disbelief and rising irritation. "Because right now, I don't understand you at all."
Ding!
{You may perceive it that way, Host. However, the mission has not changed.}
A brief pause followed, as if the system were deliberately choosing its next words.
{It was merely… incomplete. Now that you have triggered the mission timer....your objective to sleep with the Dragon King within forty-eight hours....the remaining details have been unlocked.}
Finn's expression darkened instantly, his brows knitting together.
