"Marshal Korvain Ashfall."
The name emerged from Achilles' lips like a key turning in heavy locks, carrying with it implications that reverberated through his consciousness long after the syllables had faded into the stellar waters around him.
His eyes opened slowly within the Sea of Thalassara, the purple radiance of Continuum Vision still flickering behind his pupils as the threads of observed possibility settled into memory.
What he had witnessed in those glimpsed futures sent waves of crimson fury through his enhanced awareness.
Marshal Ashfall's reaction to the mention of the Adrastia Emperor King distinction had been immediate and visceral, his composed features cracking to reveal knowledge that ran deeper than casual familiarity!
This being knew something.
Something significant about his lineage, about the forces that had orchestrated the systematic genocide of his family across generations.
