Max slowly stood up straight. The starry light around his fist hadn't disappeared. It kept flowing faintly, and every pulse from it made the abandoned end brighter. His gaze swept across the leaders of the Four Sacred Clans, and his mind raced.
'Traitor's bloodline?'
He'd expected a reaction. He'd expected the statue to reveal something. He hadn't expected the Four Sacred Clans to recognize him as the descendant of something they called a traitor.
The Evercrest patriarch's voice turned colder. "No outsider could awaken the abandoned end. No outsider could make the First Progenitor statue glow like this. No outsider could suppress the bloodlines of the Four Sacred Clans through that cursed star power."
The Ravenhart matriarch said softly, "He's using the stolen legacy to suppress us. So it was true after all. The Voidwalker really did steal the true legacy and betray us."
