An instant.
That was all she needed.
Moiraine vanished like a breath stolen by Existence itself!
In the space where she had stood, a Glyph of the Protagonist shimmered into existence, its intricate lines gleaming with radiant white-gold brilliance.
It pulsed with the authority of a Living Origin and scattered waves of white gold authority in this region as if to say- a Living Origin was here and responsible for this!
Existence groaned right after.
A low, grating sound like reality being bent backward screamed out into the Nullvein Gravewake Folds.
And where the Living Paradox had been only moments ago, there was now only ruin. From its fractured death, horror emerged.
It was…
An Inevitability, malformed and twisted, began to bloom from the frayed threads of its paradoxical existence. It stood tall and eerie, flanked by multiple rising disfigured humanoid things- Living Collapses!
