Early the next morning, before daylight had even broken, the square in Cloudrest was already packed.
At the center of the square stood a stone dais. Three supreme treasures rested on top of it.
The Reincarnation Core was black as night. The Soulkindling Flame blazed bright as day. The Nether Lamp sat there with the same ancient, unadorned weight it had always carried. The light from all three treasures wove together and flooded the entire square with brightness.
Jared stood before the stone dais. Purple chaotic force coursed around him. Behind him stood Alaric, Lydia, Hadrian, Malachy, Windclear, Gwendolyn, Gideon, and the warriors who had survived.
Every eye was fixed on him.
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