A few moments earlier—
Whoosh —with a gentle wave of his hand, the All-Seeing god gracefully restored all that had been disturbed in the sky back to its original state. The Sky, once trembling from his presence, now calmed as if nothing had ever happened. Instantly afterward, the radiant figure—known as the Man of Light—began to shimmer, his form collapsing inward into itself until he condensed into a glowing, golden orb. Without hesitation, it surged forward once more, zipping straight toward Robin's forehead like a comet returning to its destined path.
From deep within his soul domain, Robin heard a firm, solemn voice resonate through the very fabric of his soul.
