Somewhere in the Desolate Realm, Athena, Anastasia, Thalia, and Elaine steadily drifted beyond the chaotic void. Their godly essences bent reality and the void itself around their forms, making the savage energies part and flow like water. They moved in complete silence, yet their bond through Patrick Alexander King let them share every thought and feeling without a single spoken word.
Athena led them, her presence calm but absolute. The void suddenly twisted, forming two massive, chaotic doors ahead, each pulsing with enough raw, destructive force to collapse entire alpha universes. Before they stepped through, all four queens glanced sharply to their left, their eyes piercing the distance as if acknowledging someone watching from the shadows.
Elaine's soft, heavenly voice lingered behind them like a gentle warning.
"Not yet, little red-headed god. Not yet."
