The silence from the traditionalist zone stretched for hours, heavy and suffocating.
When the response finally came, it felt like the crushing weight of a collapsing star.
You are a painfully naive anomaly, Bridge. I have survived eons of slaughter. I have watched entire civilizations devour themselves because they lacked the framework to coexist. Your concept of 'connection' is a childish fantasy.
Lord did not hesitate. His reply was quiet, but it vibrated with unyielding certainty.
Then let me prove it to you.
The terms of the challenge were set.
Lord would meet Kael'thar in the absolute deepest trench of the suppressed realities—a void where physics fractured and standard reality ceased to function. He would go entirely alone, to demonstrate exactly what the power of connection could withstand.
The war council erupted.
"You cannot face a primordial god alone in a dead zone!" Owen roared, his fists planted firmly on the tactical table.
