Endless kept warning them, "If that Zombie King in the white shirt really made it back from Xenorift, then his power's definitely on par with a Deathless Sovereign. We can't afford to take him lightly."
"True," Lilith chimed in from the side. "After all, even you got your ass handed to you in Xenorift. Remember how that mutant beast horde had you running for your life?"
"Uh…" Endless paused awkwardly, clearly not thrilled to revisit that memory.
That was then. This is now.
Things have changed.
Gorthas suddenly remembered something. "Wait, didn't you send a signal to that white-shirted Zombie King? What'd he say?"
"He didn't respond," Endless said flatly.
The other Deathless Sovereigns exchanged surprised glances.
Endless—one of the most feared names on the planet—had reached out personally, and the guy didn't even bother replying?
You'd be hard-pressed to find another sentient being on all of Originis with that kind of nerve.
Talk about arrogant.
