Meylin and the Enlightened One instinctively turned their gazes toward Cain the moment the distant explosion tore across the horizon. Even from such an impossible distance, the violent surge of power was unmistakable, reverberating through space like a hammer striking the bones of the world itself.
The power behind that blast reminded the duo of the attack that Cain's used to defeat Urin, but they hoped to be wrong.
Cain's expression darkened as he felt the residual shock ripple through the fabric of reality. His bright scarlet eyes narrowed, reflecting calculations that unfolded in less than a heartbeat.
"You are not wrong," he said solemnly, answering the question they had not yet spoken. "That power almost matches Ragnarok."
