He was calm.
Not weakened.
Not disoriented.
Not suffering from the collapse of the Rift.
As if he had expected this outcome all along.
Aiden instinctively raised his sword, his golden flames crackling around him.
"You're not making another move."
Ordis simply tilted his head.
"I did not intend to."
Nihlus exhaled sharply, stepping beside Aiden. His void energy was still unstable, reacting to Ordis's presence.
"Then explain why you let this happen."
"Why did you let the Rift collapse, knowing you'd escape anyway?"
Ordis's silver eyes finally narrowed, as if considering whether to answer.
And then—
He smiled.
"Because now… you have no choice but to listen."
—𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦.—
Aiden didn't lower his sword.
But he didn't strike either.
Because, for all the chaos Ordis had unleashed—
He was right.
They had no choice.
They needed answers.
And Ordis was about to give them.
—𝘞𝘏𝘖𝘖𝘖𝘚𝘏—
