Sororis Prima Elzyana rose slightly through the air and waved her hands, and blue-gold brilliance erupted around her like a roaring beast filled with wrath, the colors of her authority compounding into an intensity that had not been in her earlier displays of Observable Force and Infinity, the wrath of a Sisterhood mourning the death of a Gerousia expressing itself outward through the raised palms of the Sororis Prima.
Two more pyramidal constructs formed between her palms and shot downward toward Emotive and Anaximander at the base of the mountain, each construct embedding itself into the back of the hand of its target with the same clean precision that had planted the first construct into Noah's hand, and both Emotive and Anaximander tensed as the bindings settled into their existences and began to propagate through their foundations.
But Sororis Prima Elzyana was not finished.
