Apollo calmed down and looked around as everyone was now looking at him like they seemed to have seen a ghost and were terrified.
Anyway, he wasn't going to stay here, as he needed to find a place to cultivate for some time to consolidate his current strength and fully control his new power.
"I need a place… quiet."
With that single murmur, his figure blurred.
And in the next breath, he was gone.
The air where he once stood twisted gently before settling, leaving behind only the echo of power and the memory of what had just unfolded.
This time Clark and Sara didn't follow him, as they also needed time to sort out the legacy they had received.
Far above, hidden in the void, several ancient presences that had been watching him slowly began to withdraw—some in silence, some in contemplation.
And somewhere, in the deepest shadows of the Sanctum, a voice whispered—
"The seed has awakened."
