And disturbing it was. Every word uttered was another chunk of the ground evaporating. The creature cocked its head curiously, obviously aware of its durability; it questioned how Night remained undamaged.
It was purely through the enhancement buffs the aura provides. His Infinity had grown far stronger than before, with the growth, a little too strong maybe, but that could only be told by time.
The staircase image was shattered by the boldness of the bug. Night now had the scene of Nyx and Vanve fighting replaying in his head. Particularly, the part where Nyx grabbed Vanve and forced her into the ground. In a swift motion, perfectly mimicking his Ancestor, Night grabbed the creature's face, his fingertips doing more than just grip, as tiny cracks began to appear.
