They were aware. Sylvester knew it. But how were they going to react?
"How should I prepare—"
As he was about to ask Solis, he felt something change around him. As if the entire reality was morphing around him, despite there being nothing. It was an empty infinite space that consisted of nothing but two occupying forces—two consciousnesses—Aveda and Ashraska.
Just as expected, voices began reverberating from all sides. It was immense enough to make Sylvester feel like the smallest fish in an entire ocean.
"Amused, proud, and angered. I know not what to feel about you, mortal."
Sylvester reacted quickly, "Which one is speaking?"
"The one whose plaything no longer exists."
"Aveda?"
