The very link keeping Ren tethered to the living world was actively melting into darkness.
This was Jack operating without a single shred of awareness of the external world.
This was the true nature of the being the Soul Warden had released upon the Herald's forces.
And Ren Ryzard, despite centuries of combat experience and power that transcended most creatures' comprehension, recognized that he was now in the presence of something that had fundamentally changed.
The voice in Jack's head, whatever ancient presence had chosen this moment to reveal itself, had broken the seal on something carefully restrained.
Jack stood motionless, his body still vibrating with residual black lightning, his eyes focused on nothing in the physical world.
Waiting for the voice to speak again, the truth to continue, and the revelation of exactly who and what he truly was.
