[Suzerain of Sheol]

Had he been in better spirits, Shealtiel might have taken the effort to address the young theurge's quaint tautology, but he suspected it wouldn't be worth the effort. Ironic how theological education tended to move one away from God. Or had it been the Eschaton that had accomplished that for him....?

Seeing no reason to pay further attention, Shealtiel laid back as best he could on the crate and attempted to rest. He could still feel the spiritual reverberations of the Rephaim and Typasius' battle. He couldn't help but wonder what Acacias was preoccupied with, to be letting his comrade face such a foe alone.