The Oracle remained perfectly still for three heartbeats, processing those words.
Then her whisper emerged again, this time carrying genuine confusion underneath.
"Is that why Death follows him?"
The question sat simple and devastating between them.
"The Raven bonded with Damian, the one that appeared from nowhere and has never left his side since..."
Her head tilted slightly, the blindfold somehow conveying focus.
"It's the same as the one who sat on your branches since the beginning of the universe, isn't it?"
Her breathing quickened fractionally.
"The GodKing of Death himself, somehow manifested again despite everything..."
Her hands tightened on her knees, fingers digging into fabric.
"But how is that even possible? The GodKings fell during the transition! None should remain except you! How could Death–"
The voice interrupted with gentle firmness, cutting through the building panic.
