"He spoke to you?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper in the sudden silence that followed Luke's story.
"I mean," I added quickly, ducking my head as they all turned to look at me, "that was years before you were summoned to this world. Could he really do that?"
Luke sighed and sat back. "As you can imagine, that was far from my mind at the time. He offered me power, in exchange for my oath to drive the gods from this world. I would have traded the entire world just to kill that one man, so his offer was easy to accept. For the small price of my life, I could avenge my sister's death."
"What happened next?" Elise asked, leaning forward, her curiosity piqued.
As dark and grim as the story was, I, too, hung on his every word. Each sentence filled in the gaps left by our entanglement, giving depth and meaning to the fragmented memories I had witnessed.