Angelina rose slowly from her chair, her aged frame moving with deliberate grace.
She approached her grandson, and though she was significantly shorter than him now that he had reached his full height, her presence seemed to expand to fill the space between them.
"You are the last piece of his puzzle. With you, he will reach his goal to awaken the chaos entity."
"I have the power to protect myself," Jaegar argued.
"I have the power to face whatever might be waiting at that cabin."
"You have power, yes," Eradarin agreed, stepping forward as well.
"But power is not wisdom. Power is not experience. Power, in the wrong circumstances, can be turned against you or used to make you a weapon in someone else's war.
Angus knows this.
He knows that if he can get you alone, isolated at that mountain cabin, he can influence you in ways that we cannot protect against from a distance."
