NOISELESS CHANTRY, ERIS’S THRONE WORLD
Eris Morn: Do you feel that, Guardian? The writhing power within you — palpitating. Surrender yourself to the call of entropy. Let it become your blade.
Sloane arrives to speak with Eris
Sloane: You’ve got a lot of faith in ancient Taken energy we know nothing about.
Eris Morn: Such is the nature of faith. A belief in our ability to subsume the primordial. Faith is curiosity. Not fear.
Sloane: Fear’s natural. It’s a warning. Respect for what this power’s capable of. This is a weapon because I contain it. It’s not a part of me; it’s a tool.
Eris Morn: I recognize the color of grief within you. You have yet to embrace it.
Sloane: I never will… Power is control. Without control, you have nothing.
Eris Morn: Not nothing. Potential.
Sloane leaves in a flash of Taken energy.