'What exactly are you?' Destin Saint thought, and for the first time since he had intervened in this battle, his composure faltered.
However, it lasted only an instant, but that instant was enough because Jacob was already moving!
He had been the closest to the avatar throughout the final exchange, caught near the collapsing spatial currents as the black hole continued to devour the battlefield.
His skeletal body was slightly battered, and even his power was unstable as the surrounding space still disintegrated. Under normal circumstances, approaching the falling object then would have been reckless.
But Jacob did not care; the instant the avatar disintegrated, he felt that desire from within his Cursed Heart, along with the importance of this object to Immortal Nimrod. He knew he had to get it before Destin Saint did.
