"Don't give it to him."
The warning came from beyond the doorway. Rin froze. The man standing in the darkness tilted his head, seemingly amused by the interruption.
"Still hiding behind warnings?" he asked.
Vaelor stepped away from the broken pedestal.
"Orien."
The name seemed to change the atmosphere of the hall. Every remaining light stopped moving. Lucien immediately positioned himself between Vaelor and the doorway.
"You said he was a myth."
"I said the Gods believed he was," Vaelor replied.
Kaelith's gaze remained fixed on the darkness.
"Come out."
The man laughed softly.
"You haven't changed, Kaelith. You still believe every problem can be solved by forcing it to face you."
"Come out."
"Very well."
The darkness parted. A man stepped into the light. He appeared ordinary. Dark hair, pale skin, simple clothing. There was nothing divine about his appearance, no visible weapon or magical aura.
