Do You Dare To Accept It

The stunningly handsome young man had a strand of crystalline light twined around his fingertip. Unknown to others, this was the divine awareness imprint of his old adversary, Quarternion, stored there since his fall eight hundred years ago.

Thus, at this moment, should even the slightest trace of Quarternion's divine consciousness arise within Small World, he would sense it.

"Eight hundred years ago, we never settled our battle; our strengths were evenly matched, but that's all in...