President Godwin stared into the afterimage of the memory I had shown him.
The lights of the room flickered back to normal—but something in his eyes had dimmed. Something human.
He leaned forward, fingers trembling slightly as he rubbed his temples.
"That memory I saw…"
He swallowed hard.
"What a… monster he is… that Crow. If he ever summons that thing again—"
I finished the sentence for him.
"—Then the whole country will be in ruins."
Silence.
Even the soundproofed room seemed to ache with tension.
Godwin stood up, pacing, restless.
He wasn't just a leader now. He was a man holding the weight of millions of lives, and realizing how small his arsenal really was.
"I… I should announce this to the public. We need a countermeasure—mobilize the National Guard—hell, maybe even initiate global cooperation—"
I raised a hand.
"Calm down, Mr. President."
His eyes snapped to me. I didn't flinch.
"First… don't tell the public. Not yet."
