The Chaos Prince shot Northern a dubious look.
"You… know someone… who can shatter the manifestation of an Origin?"
The Chaos Prince still stared at him in disbelief.
Northern nodded.
"Yes. We might all have to work together."
The Chaos Prince frowned, wincing slightly.
"What? Partner, are you serious?"
Northern met his gaze steadily.
"Is this the time to joke?"
Chaos Prince paused, genuinely confused, then sighed.
"Okay, how do we reach this person?"
Northern gazed into the vast darkness beneath him—it felt like standing above a world of endless night.
"He will come to us."
Northern had no choice. The second option was to summon Abyss Tyrant, but he didn't know how that would play out. He still didn't think Chaos Prince understood them clearly, so it was safer to keep them out of this—lest the jester pull some twisted trick on him.
So he had to choose the first option: Titan's Reckoning.
As the thought formed, a new Northern materialized in the air.