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He gave up his spear for a broom, but he didn’t mind that. He liked being the only sacred artist in the world to fight with a broom. It had style.
He found an ancient labyrinth, built by the original Court of Seven before their ascension.
As the creator of the world’s deadliest weapons, when he killed and revived himself, he instantly manifested the Death Icon.
“Lindon! Lindon. Lindon. How dare you say something so hurtful and yet so accurate.”
Finally, Ziel realized where that chill was coming from. He wasn’t talking to Lindon anymore. That was the Void Sage.
Lindon watched as Eithan flew as a rapidly vanishing speck to the west. “I think he might make it all the way to Sacred Valley.”
Naru Huan clapped his hands and shouted. “Bring me a blank tablet!” His escort of Golds on the neighboring cloudship scurried to obey.
Lowering his voice back to normal, the Emperor spoke to Lindon and Yerin. “I need to record this memory while it’s fresh. I can never forget this.” Indeed, he looked like he’d been injected with a good night’s sleep in...
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Cassias was happy for him, he really was, but he still kicked Eithan off the tower. It felt just as good as the Emperor had promised.
“Oh, you can start paying me back once we’re out of Cradle. My investments are long-term.”
But you’re all burning with ambition, and that fire went out of me years ago.” Eithan nodded along with every word. “It did, and it left behind a pile of ashes. But I can’t help but look at those ashes and think, ‘What a blaze that must have been.’”
