"Wait, so it was Jake behind what happened in the Night Sanctuary?" Michael's voice carried a trace of disbelief mixed with irritation as he stared at me for affirmation.
I nodded back at him.
After everyone had gathered around and sat down to join me for dinner, I used the moment to tell them everything.
Well… not everything.
Naturally, I kept several details to myself.
Like the part where I had a very long and very disturbing conversation with a Demon Prince inside my dream, who had very politely offered me a job working for him and his boss.
Or the minor little revelation that mostly everyone sitting here was apparently a Destined One, chosen by fate to safeguard fragments of some cosmic power before they could fall into the hands of a malevolent deity.
You know. Small, insignificant details.
Oh, and they were the Destined Ones. I had no doubt in my mind. They all were supposed to be the heroes of this story, after all.
