Erend wasn't afraid of the decision to restart the Magic experiment. In fact, he knew deep down it was the only real step they could take if they wanted to be ready for the kind of threat he'd just witnessed.
When facing something that could twist a Dragonborn into a god-killer, waiting and using normal weaponry wasn't an option.
But he also knew it couldn't be left unchecked. Magic was not a power humans were meant to wield recklessly. Without oversight, without someone who understood its scale, it would spiral into disaster.
He and his friends had to supervise it. Closely.
The barrier stakes placed at specific convergence points across the globe—designed to block intrusions from the Chaos Realm—were still holding. Nothing could break through the way it had before, not unless those barriers were destroyed or weakened again. That part of the problem, at least, was handled.
But it wasn't just about external threats.
