Morzan carried Ethan like a shadow following the ancient will, the two of them tearing through the void until they emerged in a world drowned in absolute darkness.
"So this is where it's been," Morzan said casually as he set Ethan down. "I've been searching for over a year and still couldn't find it. Quite the elusive one, aren't you?"
From within the sphere of shadow, a voice, sharp with disdain, echoed back. "Without my key, you could search for a hundred years and still never find it."
Morzan's lips curled into a faint, knowing smile as he fixed his gaze on the orb. "Oh? And now that we're here, tell me—do you still serve a purpose?"
The orb, nothing more than a lingering will, trembled violently. Ethan's eyes widened. 'Is this guy really about to cut ties? Not bad though. Even if there's only a fragment of power left in this thing, it would still be a potent boost.'
"Relax," Morzan chuckled, his tone light. "You're just like your master—no sense of humor."
