An existence that gave THE Sealed One problems was not to be underestimated.
Yrsa held that thought at the center of everything as her hand pressed the wedged band.
Whatever this Blood-Crowned One was, a vessel of the oldest deceiver in existence had walked away from him, and things that made THE Sealed One walk away were things you learned about before you stood in front of them!
She needed knowledge. She had every advantage at this exact moment, and advantages were not things you saved for later!
So she moved, within spans of nanoseconds, while the capability of the Dimensional Inhibitor still held its subtraction over everything it had swept!
She could not do it to the Descendant as he was special. But she did not have the time to obtain information properly, and she did not need to, because information was lying right there in the dark, pinned under chains.
The steed.
