Chapter 807 Irreversible Divide

• What a pity that we stand on opposing fronts now—an abyss neither could cross.
• Ellen still walked within darkness but guarded a shard of light inside her heart. Annie, by contrast, had fused her life to her first creed. Loyalty was her oxygen, and she would breathe it by any means necessary.
• "One of the Blue Research Center's trump cards, aren't you?" Annabeth murmured, every syllable chilling the air. "Top operative, slipping through the capitals of every major nation, collecting secrets and leaving little legends behind. No one has realized, have they, that all along you bled only for the Blue Research Center."