Once more, Amarena found herself inside a place of the mind.
Beneath her stretched a field of pebbles, and above her a stormy Hell-sky, which filled horizon to horizon with the tempest of its fury. But directly above her, amidst the eye of the storm, was Ayther.
The blue and green orb that had called to demons for ages with its bounty, only for its people to reject them time and again.
"Finally, we are united," a voice spoke, and Amarena looked to find Attika, her mother, stepping out of the storm.
"What happens now?" Amarena asked. "Is this some ploy for resurrection?"
Leviathan Attika laughed as she stepped past her daughter. "A Leviathan lives once and dies once. That is our rule. It is the rule that has allowed Leviathan to be for all these ages." She gestured, and Amarena looked, eyes widening.
