Her obsidian-blue eyes found his.
"You Four... THE Four... always want more. Fucking insatiable monsters you are."
The words landed like accusations.
"It almost makes me wonder why you all were the ones to lay the claims, when all you do is change things again and again. When all you do is make things harder for everyone who has to live with the consequences of your decisions."
She exhaled slowly.
"We... those of us here in THE Agora of Primordial Judgment... and in other places like this... we exist to act as glue. To hold a few critical things together."
Her voice grew colder.
"The Primordial Realms are a unique part of Observable Existence. They share the secrets of its emergence. The foundations upon which everything else was built. Ginnungagap. Muspelheim. Alfheimr. Jotunheim. All of them connected through Nexus Points that predate the modern understanding of reality."
She stared at the artificial sky with something that might have been hatred.
