"You failed me…again."
A quiet voice echoed through the pitch darkness, where a figure could barely be seen.
The words were neither loud nor forceful, but even spoken so softly, they rolled endlessly through the abyss like an eternal echo, bouncing from wall to wall until every corner of the darkness seemed to whisper the same sentence back.
...failure.
...condemnation.
...disappointment.
Each repetition carried a crushing weight that no physical force could ever hope to imitate.
There at the bottom of the abyss...
The fractured stone beneath him continued to groan under the immense force that had driven his body into it, as he lay in a massive spiderweb crater, with dust slowly drifting through the still air.
Blood slowly seeped through the countless cracks covering his ruined body, mixing with ash and shattered stone until it became impossible to distinguish flesh from rubble.
This was none other than Emissary Exorus, who slowly forced open his remaining eye to see it.
