Iason is having none of this fighting unnecessarily thing. He knows there's a source of cosmic power here, and knows how to find it. He rockets directly towards it, hands extended, knocking anyone in his path out of the way.
Interfering in the lives of mortals is one thing. Interfering with the lives of cosmic entities is another entirely. Besides, at least one of those dreams is starting to make sense, which helps give him some idea what he's doing here.
He hates being a prophet sometimes.
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