He closed his eyes and activated Ecological Empathy, his enhanced consciousness spreading outward to encompass the entire world below.
Through that expanded awareness, he sensed the ongoing cleanup operations…White Smith Star's methodical hunting of remaining Crimson Shroud Vortexes, the systematic elimination of King Edmond's forces, the grateful but wary reactions of Aethermoor's population as they began to comprehend the scope of their salvation.
One immediate threat eliminated. Now he could turn his attention to the larger challenges ahead- the ancient powers that had orchestrated his family's extinction, the cosmic hierarchies that would eventually notice his existence and move to contain it.
But for the first time since learning of his heritage, he felt no pressure of time, no desperate urgency driving his actions.
He could plan methodically now. Move carefully. Ensure that no mistakes compromised the safety of those he sought to protect.
