"Your potential for self-deception is adorable," Mercer's voice echoed through the tunnel as his form solidified, darkness coalescing into something almost human-shaped. "The light didn't choose you, Sarah. It settled for you."
Sarah kept the crystal beacon tight in her left hand while her right palm blazed with golden energy. "Is that what the void told you? That you were special? Chosen?"
The shadows around Mercer rippled with something like amusement. "The void doesn't lie like the light does. It offers clarity through darkness." He moved closer, each step leaving frost crystals on the concrete floor. "Your bond with Atlas is incomplete. I can feel the instability from here."
"Strong enough to kick your ass," Sarah countered, channeling more energy into the beacon. Wherever Atlas was
