The frozen world began moving again in an instant.
"Hm?"
As time resumed, Cyclops Scott jolted in shock.
One moment, "Apocalypse" Marcus had been lunging at Miles. The next, he vanished into thin air, as though he had never existed.
Then came the heavy thud of something hitting the ground on the other side.
Thud!
Pharaoh Rama-Tut suddenly toppled backward without warning. His golden armor struck the floor with a dull clang, and he lay still.
His consciousness had been crushed.
Miles slowly descended and landed. The Psypoint Suit covering his body dissolved into streams of light and withdrew into the circular core on his chest.
"He's dead."
Miles glanced at Rama-Tut, then added, "As for Marcus... Immortus took him."
"Immortus?"
Everyone froze. Only then did they notice Immortus's corpse still lying where it had fallen.
It belonged to the first Immortus Miles had killed within the Time Stop field. A second Immortus had appeared after his death, and he had apparently cared so little about the body that he had simply left it there.
"At least we have something to give Selene now," Miles muttered.
One of the Black Queen Selene's conditions for helping them had been Immortus's corpse.
"So they've all left?"
Cyclops Scott frowned. "You didn't stop them?"
"...It's complicated."
Miles shook his head, offering no further explanation for now.
Though the battle in the temple had been a complete victory, Miles felt no excitement.
The truth Immortus had revealed about History Overwrite before leaving hung over his mind like a cold, murky fog.
A time loop locked in place. A fate that could not be changed...
Nurr's three fates. Three different futures...
Even setting aside how to break free of that anchored stretch of history, the special significance of "En Sabah Nurr" to it seemed almost