Part Four
The sky rippled faintly.
No light descended.
No thunder rolled.
But the vast presence shifted.
Heaven felt the change.
He was no longer a variable without axis.
He was no longer merely anomaly.
He had chosen responsibility without seeking authority.
That combination was rare.
Dangerous.
Interesting.
The visiting sect felt it too.
Their leader opened his eyes in meditation.
"He has shifted," he murmured.
Not stronger.
Defined.
And definition could not be easily claimed.
The next escalation would not be political.
It would be deliberate.