– Renentr. The Underworld. Dyletri’s rapid steps echoed throughout the dark cavern as he made his way deep into a place he’d been many times before. He was always in a hurry when he came here, but this time there was an extra edge to each step. Dyletri had received the news he’d been waiting what seemed like an eternity for, and if Crius didn’t have his damned powers saturated all over the place, he would have flashed himself into the main chamber the moment he’d entered the cavern. “Always complaining about what I do in my own home.” Dyletri raised an eyebrow as he came to a stop before the Sivigh—a portal masquerading as a large set of doors that transformed into a giant face whenever anyone approached. “Good evening, Salicyar.” “How many times am I going to tell you not to address me by that name? It’s not my name any more, hasn’t been for a long time.” “It is your real name.” “No, it is not. Not any longer.” “Just like you’re really a hundred-something thousand years old instead of two million and four.
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