Henry held and shook his head as those words left Vicky's lips. He regretted his silence during the elevator ride. It was a mistake not giving suggestions to Vicky, so she could better communicate.
He would've definitely advised to keep her familial background hidden from his friends, or at least not dump everything on them in the first minute of their meeting.
The problem wasn't how famous Sera was. In London, everyone knew Henry's mother, and they all loved her. But Sera was different.
She wasn't just a city's leader; she wasn't just an Evolved; she wasn't just a warlord. That woman was a straight up legend! A myth people always discussed, but never imagined meeting. This is what Sera's presence meant for most.
But others, the worshippers of the Angelic Order, were much weirder. Unlike most, they didn't think of Sera as a mere legendary character, but like an actual god who walked their plane of existence.
