"For a time? That definitely sounds like someone who should be monitored... who were they?"
"I know this one," whispered Seth, in an aside, while the conversation moved on. "Chesnaught Tamuk. The Soja's most-wanted, about a century or so ago."
Seth smiled darkly, his paws and shoulders tensing up.
"What d'you think?" he asked, in a hushed growl. He pointed subtly to Luz, presently talking about other legends. "
She killed him."
"They... 'took place' of the sun? Like, y'all are bein' literal 'bout that, or is there some spirit-y part of it I'm not gettin'?"
Luz shook her head. "
Nuh-uh, partner. Flew right up there an' burned bright fer a year or so. Fierce enough to warm and light the planet."
"Is that how Zeraora came to wield Radiance? Because of that... angel?"
The old feline nodded. "Yeah. Lotta Saints, heroes, wildren Nobles, an' the like can figure out a little Radiance of their own, but the last dozen or so Zeraora were 'specially touched by it on account a' that human fifty centuries back."
"Maybe his natural darkness biased his take on events. He made it sound as though an offworlder used too much power and, as a consequence, some caldera erupted and filled the sky with ash for a decade. It's part of why he's been watching us so intently. With so many of us brought here together [...] he fears the longer we stay and the stronger we get, the closer Forlas gets to reaching another such breaking point."
"Powehi thinks we're leading Forlas towards another era of darkness simply by being here? And... who would it fall to to, uh... be the light that takes the place of the sun, should this happen again? Hypothetically speaking, of course..."
"If you lot get
real powerful and use yer power unwisely, there're any number of ways you could fuck up the planet. I doubt the old dog thinks you're
specifically gonna cover up the goddamn sun, not 'less any of y'all are specialists in
volcanism. That human's partner was a mighty-powerful Fire-type of some persuasion, and whatever happened in that final battle a' theirs, it apparently called fer an eruption powerful enough to change the midwest coastline. Y'all should go check out the black beaches along the lake coast if you're ever in the area. Just imagine, bein' so goddamn strong that you can just reach out and...
"
The Zeraora gestured with a paw, and lightly clicked her fingers.
"...
boom, new land, where the planet's burnin' blood meets water."
The faint wonder on the legendary's face faded back into dry sobriety.
"'Course, an eruption that world-shakin' only went and set off some kinda reaction across the entire fuckin' planet. It weren't 'some caldera' – that 'mon fifty centuries back
wielded that eruption as some kinda attack, or somethin', only to watch in horrified awe as the planet discharged hot smog into the heavens fer weeks on end, not just here, but
everywhere."
"Do the tales talk anythin' more about that one in endless sleep? Could maybe they have somethin' to do with us? I mean, we ain't exactly here on procedure much either, right?"
"You'd have to go bother those Sunward fellas about it, I reckon. Who knows? Maybe some alarm clock's finally gonna ring off next Faesday an' the Living Sun is gonna rise from the grave."
Luz' words were sarcastic, but there was a faint undercurrent of anxiety in there, too.