Noah's eyes were unfathomably bright.
The situation around him became clearer with each word Naldine spoke. There were monstrous beings like her, like THE Primordial Armor, and others who followed their own beliefs to push into existence terrifying probabilities.
Factions operating at scales he had not previously considered, steering toward outcomes that served their purposes regardless of what those outcomes meant for everyone else.
Naldine was saying to get a move on due to this, but even before she arrived, he already was.
The moment his finite existence was declared and he became clearer on his capabilities, he had begun moving to clear the board of his enemies.
THE Entity was being bombarded with Infinity while THE Great Usurper silently attacked from within, Eckert's Idle Weavings spreading through that warm unity without detection.
