[Bonus thanks to SongfulSalt. I will find you.]
Vaelith looked at her screen maybe a little bit too calmly. It was hard to tell what she was thinking, but one would have thought by her lack of a reaction that this was exactly what she had expected to happen.
That couldn't have been further from the truth.
If anything, this was the last thing she expected to happen. She had expected to win, to stand tall and defeat Sylas, even if that meant having to overcome herself and break through her own limits.
She could guess at why it was Sylas had been given this title, but even given what she knew about Creation of Keys, that alone shouldn't have been enough for this.
If Sylas had been crowned the Ancestor of Fathomless, she could accept it. But to be crowned the Ancestor of Creation was a different matter entirely.
And this…
Vaelith looked down at her feet as a crack that just so happened to run through the ground beneath her was silently sewn together.
'This will cause trouble.'
