"Quinlan Elysiar… Our cherished child… Do you truly understand what it means that you possess a soul realm?"
Luminara followed, her voice equally low. "And that within it, you nurture divine seeds?"
The air stilled. Even the flickering candelabras seemed to quiet in anticipation.
Quinlan blinked once.
Then twice.
"…It means…" he struggled to get the words out.
"That I'm… on the path to having the elemental and corruption concepts unlocked once I get strong enough…?"
It was more a question than an answer. His voice carried the wariness of someone who suspected the answer might be more complicated than he was ready for.
Mearie's lips curved, just faintly this time, her gaze warm but solemn.
"You've got good instincts. But to give you a proper explanation, let's dial it back a bit."
She straightened in her seat as she asked, "What is a concept, Quinlan? And what is a seed?"
