"One divine is enough to subjugate a planet no? Why all the long faces?"
Zekes voice echoed lightly against the stone walls, casual and almost amused, as though they were discussing a minor errand and not a descent into the darkest reaches of known space.
The hallway was narrow and unlit, built from obsidian stone that swallowed torchlight instead of reflecting it.
Shadows clung to the corners like living things, stretching and recoiling as armored boots struck the floor in steady rhythm.
A troop of armed guards surrounded Raven and the others, their spears humming faintly with restrained power.
No one spoke except the Marquee.
"Yes, a divine is typically able to subjugate a planet," he began, his tone measured, though the tension in his jaw betrayed him.
"However the coordinates of the Black Ice Lilly are almost always buried deep in corrupted space."
They passed beneath a vaulted arch carved with ancient runes, each symbol dimly glowing as they crossed.
