"Time will remedy that, boy," Ingolsol said. "When you fix your weaknesses, you will learn the nature of the truth. You thought me to be a mere Dark God for the longest time – and look how the scales have fallen from your eyes."
"For all the good it has done me," Oliver said.
"All the good it has done you?" Ingolsol said, his voice loud and bellowing, even when he wasn't particularly trying to shout. "Do you not know the nature of the distortions I cause? You opened the door to me by the faintest crack, and the world you knew began to break. That man Zilan, he should not have lost to you. His power was, and still is, greater than yours. I know that better than any. But just for a moment, you allowed the truth of me in. And in that moment, I, Ingolsol God of Power, would never lose to the likes of Icaron, merely the God of the Sun."
