Alex once again found himself within Excalibur, with the fearsome essence of the Artisan perched between two peaks, screaming profanities while glaring hatefully at him.
Of course, this time he was not alone as he was accompanied by the Broken Saintess, a deity that he shared a twofold connection with.
It made him wonder if that qualified him to be an Apostle but considering he couldn't quite tell what domain the Saintess had authority over, he guessed not.
Which made him wonder, what domain did the Saintess represent?
If it happened to be one that was incompatible with the Artisan, then that might not be so bad.
But then if it turned out that it was compatible and it came out on the losing end, there would be problems.
Regardless, Alex chose to wait as he understood that he couldn't force the Saintess to act.
The Artisan, letting out a deafening cry, raised its hand in a bid to crush those who dared to come before it.
