'I have to give it a try.'
The pride eye wasn't enough, Atticus needed something more. He could remember the clarity of the world when he used Solvath's power earlier.
But he was starting to understand the current pattern. Why the visions had come to him when they did…
'Because I'm using Solvath's power.' Atticus felt a shudder run through him, simply thinking the name.
The two times he'd zoned out and seen the visions, he had been using Solvath's power. Now, he had to do the same, despite the risk.
Atticus reached inward, and his eyes flashed purple. The surge of emotions roared through him, but he shoved it all down and focused.
Now, he could see the world with a clarity in which he'd never seen it before. He felt a weird connection to the world. Like he had been involved in its makings.
Atticus focused on the dome, and at an insane speed, he watched as it unraveled before his eyes.
