"It's indeed good news." Soren smiled, glancing out of the tent entrance at the sky. He couldn't see anything but a vast expanse of pitch-black darkness stretching across the heavens, devoid of stars or moon, a stark reminder of the massive forces clashing above.
'...Let's wait till the end.'
He hadn't contacted Malakor again because he feared that if his bond was engaged in serious combat, a sudden mental communication might break his concentration at a critical moment and put him in danger.
Still, he couldn't suppress the small sigh that escaped him. Part of him was disappointed to have missed the battle between Emperors. Their fight must have been on an entirely different level from his own.
'...I'll ask him about it later.' He decided.
