The corpse of an Early Creature!
The moment Duke Gwendolyn spoke those words, the entire hall became eerily silent.
A hush that seemed to press against the walls themselves, as if Existence was holding its breath!
Everybody was silent. The six Honored Living Existences stood like statues carved from concentrated authority, their forms radiating power yet somehow diminished by the weight of this revelation.
Noah's eyes buzzed with countless complex thoughts as he turned to look through the veiled window toward distant Concordia.
The golden pathways and crystalline towers that had seemed so magnificent moments before now appeared somehow smaller, less significant when measured against the implications of what he had just learned.
His mind moved with the swift precision of someone calculating variables that could determine the fate of existence itself.
