Cain's eyes glowed with brilliant scarlet light as he focused on the Three Moons. The Flow and the Power of Chaos rippled through his perception, allowing him to sense their strength clearly. Individually, each presence was overwhelming. Together, as their auras fused into a single, harmonious pressure, there was no doubt left in his mind—they were Alpha-Omega Overgod entities.
Yet that was not what made his expression sharpen.
There was something else beneath their power, something far more fundamental. A frequency he had felt before, twice in his long journey. They took the form of an old man and a young child with red eyes, and they were good friends and allies.
Cain's gaze hardened.
"You are not people," he said calmly. "You are a World Will."
For the first time since their appearance, the Three Moons reacted.
Sharpness flickered across their three faces, followed by slow, knowing smiles.
