Cassie was reeling under the weight of countless voices calling out for her, her senses overwhelmed by the blinding dread of witnessing scenes of violent destruction transpiring in every corner of the two worlds.
…But yesterday, there had been more voices.
And a day before that, there had been more voices still.
She was struggling to endure the burden of humanity's hope, but was more afraid of people losing their faith in her. Because she knew that once their desperate calls ceased, leaving behind only echoing silence, they did not vanish.
It was just that people learned to put their faith in someone else, and therefore, it was he who listened to their prayers now.
Asterion, the Dreamspawn… the monster who had escaped his prison after learning to love the taste of human flesh.
