"That," he said slowly, "is not a simple question to answer." He looked past me briefly, his gaze drifting across the endless ocean as though the answer existed somewhere within memory rather than words.
"But if you wish to stop the Eternal invasion," he continued, "then you will have to defeat him."
I stared at him.
"He is connected to the Eternals?"
Amun nodded.
He did not elaborate immediately.
The confirmation alone was enough to send a ripple through my thoughts. Every Eternal I had faced, every fragment of their existence I had consumed, every anomaly that had surrounded their presence, all of it suddenly pointed toward a single origin.
Not a race but a person.
"Why did he say he killed all the Ironharts?" I asked. "And how was he able to affect my blood?" I asked the question that was bugging me from the beginning.
Amun paused.
