Rahja's quiet music comes to an end like it was always supposed to as Heironeous begins to speak. She listens attentively, though a question comes to mind. "If I may," she says, waiting for permission to speak further, bowing ever so slightly if granted and continuing. "what is, so far, known to the gods about the creatures and the realm behind the cracks that seem like they are akin to the Far Realm? In my eyes, their manipulation of reality itself poses a never seen before threat, one where we should waste no time and start to pool knowledge and ressources, as well as coordinate our fortification against what is to come, regardless of where they stand in whatever eternal conflicts there may be." As in a barren multiverse, no one would be left to fight anyway, she silently finishes, feeling the consequences should be clear even without voicing them. Action is needed, whether in support or in fighting those unknown creatures and cracks.