Rem didn’t know why Enkrid had told them to tear through the Demon Realm.
Did he sense something? Or just a hunch?
The reason didn’t matter.
He must’ve felt something ominous—that’s why he asked for help.
That was how Rem chose to think about it.
If they checked and it turned out to be nothing, they’d just head back. Simple as that.
But there was work to do. A task had revealed itself right in front of her. The reason Enkrid had sent them here was now flooding her nose with the stench of blood.
