"The threat is immeasurable, Dafient," Odin's voice dropped, stripped of pride. "I once ignored your words," he admitted. "I believed we could handle it ourselves"
He bowed his head slightly.
"But this time… I ask for your counsel." He looked up. "Tell me, Dafient… what would you do, if this were your world?... Your own Universe"
"Nothing," Taufik replied calmly.
The word landed like a stone.
"Nothing?!" Odin snapped, his composure cracking. "Dafient, do you even understand how serious this situation is?!"
"Odin. Calm down"
"How do you expect me to calm down?!" Odin shot back. "I've already used the last Verdant Star! And still, there's nothing we can do about the Shadow Realm! Ragnarök is one thing, we prepared for it, we accepted it. But the Shadow Realm..."
His voice tightened.
"... It's an anomaly in the script. Something that was never meant to exist. We-"
