Standing there in between Ray and Quinn, was the one known as Mundus, the messenger of the Ancient Ones, essentially the ones that ran all of the gods. From what Quinn knew, there was no ultimate power in this world.
The ultimate power itself was the universe, that would shape and change based on what occurred, but it was clear that there were beings on higher levels, and if Quinn was to make a list, in his mind the Ancient Ones would be at the top, and just under them were the likes of Mundus.
'Why is he here, is he planning to go back on his deal? Is he going to force me to give back my armour?' Quinn thought.
He shifted his foot getting ready to fight at any moment. Usually, after a long and hard battle Quinn would be somewhat worn out. However, thanks to the limitless armour set, he was ready to go full strength against Mundus if need be.
