"So you knew...all along, you knew where he was."
The black and white ball of energy inside Ernid's sphere now burns only black, then comes Amaros' voice, "Free me, human. Lucifer cannot be allowed to rule."
When the son of the morning rises, all those whose sins were never written shall rew the night of Genesis.
In trying to pick an apple, the druids somehow managed to pull out the whole damn tree.
That moment when the glass shattered and he began to ascend, all those involved felt the tides of fate shift far out of their favor. Ernid stood there staring at him through the shattered crystals.
There's an old legend told in Centurion. An old tale of a single demon who once threatened to burn down the stronghold. All by himself, he flew to Centurion for the Book of Time after Icarus and the others created it.