"Tanist Brakhtar, that feeling just now… it felt like—"
On the Gorathim side, having already landed on one of the empty islets, all the towering ogres halted and turned, searching for the source of the presence that had washed over them.
"Yes." Brakhtar narrowed his small eyes; the skull ornaments adorning his minimal tribal attire trembled slightly. "It felt like a Rank 4 Spark."
When their leader, the tribe's chief-designate, confirmed their doubts, all the Gorathim drew a cold breath.
They all knew many Sparks would be found here, but according to the counsel of their leaders and elders, the chance of a Rank 4 Spark still being alive was low.
The Legacy Domain, being the Sanctuary of a dead Adept that had been breaking apart over long years, was a dried sea of energy. For Rank 4 Sparks, whose needs for sustenance and energy were high, it was a poor habitat. They had assumed all Rank 4s were long dead and that the highest rank still living would be Rank 3.
