The sons of the Lisam, Bousim, and Anyyd had all hoped to do the same: open the gates to paradise and take what they believed to be promised to them. They would've been unprepared for the truth of Nayeshi, though, a world with technology far more advanced than anything Basawar could imagine. If Fikiri could've even managed to open the gates for them, it would've been a slaughter one way or another.

Kahlil gives little away when Istredd admits to believing in the connection, but he might read something in his lack of surprise. His expression remains as perturbed as it had been a moment ago.

"Do you think your monolith could be resonating with it here?" He frowns. "But that still doesn't explain why mine is being affected."