"Huh?" The angel tilted her head, wondering if she misheard something.
"If I can use the slivers, then I should have the chance." Clenching his fist, he said to himself.
"No, wait!" Ariel cried out in panic. "Are you out of your mind? The slivers don't just fuse! It'll take hundreds of millions of yea—"
Varian summoned the fused sliver of order and chaos.
Ariel scanned the slivers with caution. This time, she noticed that they weren't two but just one.
"I…it'll take 100 million years at least. And that's if the slivers have an affinity with you. Even then…"
Varian ignored the angel's kind hearted but useless advice and went straight to the source.
'How long did you take?'
Logos broke silence after five years. [Ares tribe have been trying ever since they had two slivers in hand. Devas too. I'm not sure but a few million years.]
'That soon?'