I can't believe I'm really trying to make Adyr a real God, Henry thought bitterly, the words tasting wrong even inside his own head, only now fully grasping how absurd the idea was.
Nevertheless, he was trying to make it real here and now, with four Rank 4 Practitioners watching and Rhys standing there like a living contradiction. He could not afford to hesitate.
A couple of months ago, they were trying to make Adyr a hero. A symbol of hope and strength for Humanity.
Now things had changed so drastically that the plan had twisted into something absurd. They had jumped from the idea of a hero to the idea of a God, as if the world had skipped several steps and dared them to keep up.
Their era was changing too fast.
