"You're blocking my path," One of the chubby Primal said. He was separated from his siblings, but that mattered. One of his siblings made it to the cancer of the universe and would crush it.
"I know," Sleipnir commented lightly, "And I'm more than ready to dance with you."
The chubby Primal frowned deeply and grasped the closest string of the weave. He tilted his head while staring at the Eight-legged horse.
"You and the others blocked us intentionally. You allowed our weakest brother to enter before cutting the system from the weave again. That was intentional," The Primal realized, and he wasn't the only one.
The remaining five Primal facing five Major Gods of the Rebels came to the same conclusion.
