"The only beings that could are rather mum on the subject." The Spirit was always incredibly cryptic, and Abaddon remained dormant.

"Apparently, it isn't knowledge I'm meant to have yet, if ever. I do my best to avoid the subject and anything related to it, though this place," Devin said, exasperated, gesturing to the cafe and by extension the rest of Keeliai, "seems very intent on bringing it up at every possible turn. The fact that I'm capable of handling your blade does not thrill me in the slightest."