147 7.36 Burning in the Flames of Justice

Cillian rose from Stellar's lap and approached the harbinger with purpose.

Coming to a halt before him, Cillian's presence made the harbinger's heart race. Cillian tilted his head and inquired, "What is your title?"

The harbinger replied, "I'm a Harbinger of Destiny."

Cillian probed further, "And what exactly is your role?"

Sensing Cillian's curiosity, the harbinger relaxed as he explained, "I'm tasked with weaving and guiding the threads of fate for all beings, whether they're mortal or celestial."

Cillian smiled wryly and remarked, "Mortal or celestial, and yet you had the audacity to tamper with the Architect's destiny, as if you were deserving."

The harbinger began to protest, "I would never go against his supremacy..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Cillian laid his hand on the harbinger's head, rendering him mute. The harbinger gasped as he felt his very essence, life, and power being drained from his body.