Jax left Jayde's room after tucking her in and sat outside by the waterfall, the humid breeze brushing against his face. The night was quiet, but his mind wasn't. He watched the sleeping camp and thought: he needed more faith. If he wanted to expand his power and keep experimenting with his dream world, he couldn't rely only on the women with him in the forest and the few survivors from the massacre. Even after five years, with hundreds of millions of people and over 30% of them praying to him daily, he barely managed to gather enough faith to fuel his fight against the sea creatures.
His main concern was Poseidon returning and declaring war. Without enough faith, there was no way to face her. The obvious solution was to travel to the continent and gather more followers.
