Noah had let it go on long enough.
His eyes opened wide, and from them poured beams of incandescent light, cutting through the frozen dark as he spoke a single word!
"Enough!"
WAA!
And he imposed THE MORTAL COIL.
The Word settled over the two shapes the lifeform had just rendered, the yellow that pulled and the violet that pushed, and it did to them what it did to all borrowed things. It named their authority as a mortal, ending thing, and the authority answered. The shapes dimmed. Their edges softened!
The terrible force bound inside them dropped by half in an instant, the pull weakening, the push guttering, and Noah reached out and closed his hand and crushed both of them as they burst into nothing.
Then he brought his hand down!
