Achilles turned slowly to fully face them, and what he saw made him pause. The figure before him no longer resembled the frail, elderly woman as after her change to become a Thalassarian...she looked to be in her forties, holding herself with a quiet grace and serenity that only came from a life long-lived. It wasn't something one could fake. It was earned. It was wisdom carved into the soul!
Not many dared approach this high upon the Primal Neon Tower. The energies here leaked out in terrifying waves, and even the most powerful beings hesitated to enter its presence. Only Dr. Shaw, the Titan Dwarves, the Overseer, and a few others had ever stepped foot here.
But Granny Lila had come of her own will.
Just to meet the one responsible for everything that had happened to Neon?
Achilles gave a faint smile, shaking his head. He was ready to tell her she didn't need to thank him.
