Just from the prayer beads and gauntlets alone, let alone the figure itself, it felt a chill in its core.
"Who is it?"
"Who could this possibly be?"
"How could there be such a powerful presence here?"
The 'Serpent' was utterly bewildered.
This void, a place it had occupied for over a millennium, had never witnessed such a formidable existence.
Or rather...
This void should never have housed a being of such overwhelming power.
Such an entity should belong to a deeper realm.
Wait!
A deeper realm?
From the deeper realms?
In an instant, the 'Serpent' realized something.
But before it could think further, the figure stepped into the void.
"Jason's presence lingers here?"
"It's thick."
"Jason was just here."
Aras flared her nostrils, muttering softly, an indescribable joy spreading across her face.
Two hundred years!
At long last, she had found another clue of Jason!
And this time, it wasn't fleeting or ambiguous!
This time!
It was genuine!
