"What am I even supposed to understand here?" Caine sighed, releasing the tension that had coiled tightly in his body.
"Having Elura here right now would've been perfect…"
The thought lingered for a moment, but he shook it away. Most of it was still maddeningly blurry, but countless deductions had already taken shape in his mind. None of them were positive.
WHOOOOSH!
The expanse around him blurred as the final dream vision began. This time, however, there was something different. Instead of being a detached observer, watching from a safe distance, Caine was pulled into the scene itself.
***
Fate moved in ways beyond comprehension.
Caine was forced to witness it, every detail etched into his mind, his heart an unsteady mixture of awe, confusion, and dread.
He had never felt this way before.
