The Lost City of Gold Points Toward the Sea.
The Mountains of Giza Point Toward the Stars.
It was the start of a puzzle that Sylas had solved long ago. By solving it, he had been able to use Nosphaleen as a proxy to manipulate the currents of Earth's oceans, ultimately allowing him to make it to the bottom of the ocean, where he was ultimately granted the Great Ape Lineage.
This was something that hadn't happened all that long ago, all things considered. But it felt like a lifetime ago by this point. How long ago had it been since he stood in that observatory and realigned the currents of Earth?
But there was an obvious elephant in the room, one that existed by virtue of the fact such a puzzle existed in the first place.
Sylas and the Rat vanished.
…
BANG.
Patriarch Kaelthar's fist clenched over his throne's armrest, shattering it to pieces. There was a bad feeling welling up in his chest right now that he couldn't describe.
