Shortly after Averoth's death. . .
The Founder hummed, "Well, it seems in the end Salamandor could not achieve what he wanted. I suppose I only held an inkling of hope for a different outcome."
Jarvis pinched his lips together. That final clash between Wrock and Averoth, the destroyed space and shockwave reached his spectating point all the way over here. Although Wrock protected everyone inside with his flame, Jarvis was outside of that range.
Nonetheless, the Founder simply stopped the approaching shockwave with a thud of his cane. The Heresy crackled violently unlike anything Jarvis had seen before and the burst of shattered and burnt space refused to get close in a bubble around The Founder. Since Jarvis was nearby he was inadvertently protected by The Founder.
Tilting his large brimmed fedora The Founder turned around, "So, my intriguing fellow. I do believe we will meet again, especially if you're tied to that prophecy."
It was mentioned again, this so called prophecy.
