A thin golden thread emerged from his fingertip, extending across the distance before attaching itself to the centre of Amun's forehead. It shimmered faintly, and the moment the connection was established, Amun's body stiffened. The thread carried an authority that could reach directly into his fate, leaving him with no means of resisting its command.
Yet instead of struggling, Amun smiled.
"I know I cannot defeat you now," he said quietly.
Theras narrowed his eyes, sensing something unusual in his brother's voice, but before he could react, a black chain suddenly emerged from Amun's chest. It pierced through his robes, its surface covered in ancient markings that seemed to absorb the surrounding light.
Amun grabbed the chain with both hands.
"Origin return."
The moment those words left his mouth, the chain exploded.
