As he spoke those words, he acted.
Suddenly, both Roth's crimson eyes and Crepuscular's golden eyes widened in unison. They felt the shift instantly. Ikenga had deliberately withdrawn his own divine claim from the child's open channel, completely denying her gift from his lineage.
By slamming his door shut, it meant the only open source remaining was Crepuscular's. The scales tipped, and the channel locked into a single, stable frequency.
"Why, brother?" Crepuscular asked, his voice filled genuine curiosity and confusion.
Ikenga waved his hand in a dismissive, casual gesture. "My Origin Source divinities are not inherently overwhelming by themselves, they require one to be highly creative and incredibly flexible of mind." He gestured vaguely toward Ikem. "He inherited the gift to control plants and woods. You know how that went."
