Leon took a deep breath to calm himself down, forcing oxygen into his lungs and trying to slow his racing heartbeat.
In. Out. In. Out. Control yourself.
However, in his mind, one critical thought dominated everything else: he absolutely needed to verify whether he could access and use his time dimension inside this cursed realm after this conversation ended.
Please work. Please, please work. If it doesn't...
He genuinely prayed with every fiber of his being that it would function normally. If not, his future was looking catastrophically bleak ahead—trapped in a dying realm with an unkillable monster returning.
Now that he'd calmed somewhat and understood the full, horrifying real history of this realm, Leon decided to address the main outstanding issue.
This still doesn't prove everything was just a misunderstanding. Ira herself supported my claims about the death threat.
