What?
Heaven's calamity could still be survived?
No, no, no.
That was not what Lake wanted to express. What he wanted to express was a very simple sentence.
Heaven's will is on my side!
See?
Whatever he thought about came to him.
Dormammu had demanded that Casillas offer another pledge of allegiance. From Dormammu's perspective, this was good—a very cautious choice.
The reason was simple.
Casillas had no way to enter Kamar-Taj without The Ancient One going easy on him.
But if The Ancient One went easy on him, it was obvious that Dormammu—or perhaps the being compelling Dormammu to be cautious—would discover it.
And so, those words came.
Heaven's will was on Lake's side.
If The Ancient One refused to go easy on him, then couldn't Mordo go easy on him instead?
Besides...
As Lake thought about why Mordo would want to go easy on him, he had already found Mordo a reason.
With that thought, Lake came back to himself and looked at The Ancient One. "Sorcerer Supreme, since you're about to step down anyway, perhaps it's time to consider leaving behind a good reputation."
The Ancient One's expression did not change. "For example?"
Lake smiled. "Your glorious achievement of borrowing the power of the Dark Dimension for free without becoming addicted to its radiance?"
The Ancient One already understood what Lake wanted to do. "You are the King of Gods."
The implication was very clear.
You are the King of Gods. You make the decisions.
Lake laughed heartily. "Since that's the case, let's continue watching the show. You can decide when. After all, if the Vishanti have no intention of becoming my enemies, then I don't mind letting the Vishanti continue serving as Earth's supernatural barrier."
Although Lake had always said that this Earth was not his