Ollie sighed wearily as Bob spoke, its eyes diggering even deeper into its head than normal. Although Shadow Talons looked like owls, and were supposed to have large eyes, the countless sleepless days had brought it to the state that even as an Immortal, it was on the verge of exhaustion.
Could it be helped? Bob had said that with eyes so large, it should be able to peer into the grand secrets of the universe even in its sleep. How did that make sense? What did sleeping have to do with the grand secrets of the universe? What did big eyes have to do with seeing these secrets?
But since when did logic matter? Ever since that day, every time he slept, he would dream about a war that consumed the entire universe. What's worse, in those dreams, he even witnessed some secrets that someone of his level should not have been able to see.
