But for the rest of the world, enveloped in that same domain, the experience was different. Where it was night for some, it had been day for others, and as his wings lifted him higher, the normal cycle of light returned to them as naturally as if nothing had happened. Only the ripple through the spiritual fabric of the world told the powerful what had transpired.
Roth's display was not vanity, it was not a threat.
It was a reminder. A reminder that a trueborn of the goddess Keles still walked this world.
As Ethan had said: This world knew nothing of his existence or had forgotten.
And more importantly, it was his final gift to the world before he ascended beyond it.
With this single act, he forced open the eyes of every mage, warlord and knights, and hidden master across the continents. For centuries, the powers of this age had been trapped at the peak of the fifth tier, unable to glimpse the next horizon no matter how they struggled.
