"Razeal…?" Nancy murmured under her breath, the name barely leaving her lips as her voice came out weak and uneven, her eyes trembling as they remained fixed somewhere between Riven and the floating eye behind him, her mind spiraling with thoughts she could barely organize, because nothing.. nothing about this made sense anymore
The way Riven had said it, the tone he used, it didn't sound like resistance, it didn't sound like rivalry… it sounded like expectation, like as if he wanted Razeal to have that power, and that alone twisted everything she had assumed up until now, because if this "Dimensional Eye" was truly as significant as he described if it stood above even gods.. from his tone what he said? Then handing it over to someone who was supposedly his enemy should have been the last thing he'd ever want to do, and yet… there was no hesitation in his voice, no reluctance, only a strange, unsettling acceptance, almost as if the outcome was already decided.
