Jack understood the weight of Erebus's words better than anyone. The name the ancient being had dropped wasn't just another name; it was one that had echoed across the entire universe, shaking realms and forcing even gods to take notice.
This individual, the one Erebus spoke of, had wielded a power so vast and destructive that it stood on equal footing with Erebus himself in his prime. The very mention of him sent a chill down Jack's spine.
Not only was he a force to be reckoned with, but he was also, supposedly, Erebus's sworn enemy—a rival so formidable that even time seemed to bend around their conflict.
The air between them felt dense with unspoken tension. Jack's mind buzzed with the implications of Erebus's words, but before he could delve any deeper into the mysteries, the sound of footsteps disrupted his thoughts.
Jena led the group with unhurried confidence.