I still feel like this avatar of Amon's is plotting something... I thought he would try to influence Klein with information about Great Old Ones and Outer Deities, then seize the opportunity to do something with Theft. I didn't expect him to be so cooperative... Angel frowned and returned the Sword of Glory to the Mirror World, lest the overly dense mist of curses fill all of Chernobyl.
Beside her, Klein was utterly bewildered. He guessed that the Amon avatar remaining in the research institute was at most Sequence 2, perhaps only at the level of a Saint, and was unwilling to clash directly with Angel and him. But this behavior was nothing like that of the Blasphemer who had dared to enter Backlund and snatch away the last Sequence 1 characteristic right under the Lord of Storms' nose. And that "secret beyond the Sequences" he had mentioned...
As soon as these thoughts surfaced, he caught himself and warily stopped thinking.
Since Angel believed he should neither hear nor think about it, all he needed to do now was trust her.
"You didn't endure the corruption of the Chaos Sea here just to tell us what's on the Blasphemy Slate, did you?"
Klein asked as he looked at the black patches on Amon's arms, which had become increasingly conspicuous under the influence of Twilight's power.
"Those were merely incidental details. The purpose of the other avatars blocking your path was to guide you here, let you learn about the world where my father was born, and complete the last bit of progress you need to advance to Miracle Invoker... And also to make a deal."
Amon slipped both hands into the pockets of his black robe and explained in an even tone, as though chatting with friends.
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