Although she had been confused at first, Eli'Erel began to understand.
Sonoris—Alister—had sealed his brother Alameck within his very soul. In doing so, much of his own strength had been diverted, endlessly consumed in sustaining that prison. For Alameck was no mere wraith to be dismissed, but a force of ruin, a being whose might demanded constant suppression.
To bind him had cost Alister dearly. To maintain that seal for ages untold required more than half of his power.
But now…
Now the seal was broken.
Alameck stood unbound. And with his release, Alister himself was freed of the burden that had crippled his might for so long.
His strength was not growing.
It was returning.
The truth pressed upon Eli'Erel like a weight she could scarcely bear.
Two halves of a sundered whole, two aspects of a Title that brought the end to the creators of the cosmos—both now stood before her, unshackled.
Alameck, stained in blood, the embodiment of destruction made flesh.