He said this calmly as after all, he was considered the leader that the two of them had backed. He had to at least be capable of standing up for them when they called for him.
So in a shockingly short amount of time, this entire area that was filled with hymns and grace of the natives of Alfheimr cleared.
THE Living Emotive disappeared with a pout that promised future mischief.
Origin and Hunger retreated with the Ljósálfar who had been willing to die for their Ljósmóðir.
Until only THE Primordial Chaos and Noah remained!
THE Primordial Chaos looked over Noah's illustrious figure again and again as Noah gazed back at the being he could not fully understand at all.
After a moment, Chaos spoke with a voice that held weight beyond its casual tone.
"It seems that it was good that you escaped from my grasp and the grasp of Temporal in Ginnungagap. Everything is as it should be..."
He paused.
"Well, except when it isn't."
His shifting features settled into something almost kind.
