Tell me, Kaden said, or you will die here. Inside, silence. The world beyond, fire. Then, at last, the god spoke. Submit, and I will burn these foes to ash. Kaden shook his head grimly, released Triste, then stepped to the edge of the railing. Explain the obviate, or I will end you myself. Meshkent’s snarl was a notched blade twisted in the brain. You would pit yourself against your god? Kaden gazed down into the conflagration. I trained at the feet of an older god than you.
