Something that could terrify even the Time Dragon. Ssomething so powerful that even he could not see a future where they were victorious, was perhaps the worst thing Erend and Eccar had ever heard.
The air felt heavy. They looked at each other while sharing the same suffocating dread as if the despair itself was closing around their throats.
Erend swallowed hard. "First of all... we need to know what the Praetoris are."
Krono exhaled slowly, his expression looks difficult. "You may be surprised, but they are... just like us."
Erend and Eccar both frowned in shock.
"You mean…?" Eccar asked hesitantly.
"Yes," Krono nodded. "They are also Dragonborn. But unlike us, they evolved into something more. They found a power source deep in the cosmic void. It changed them, strengthened them, but also twisted them. Gave them powers that go beyond natural laws."
Erend's voice came out quietly. "What kind of powers?"
Krono's eyes flicked toward Maelric's broken form.
