Outside, in the roiling chaos of what was once the Nullvein Gravewake Folds, the forces of Law were throwing a tantrum against the unyielding walls of his new fortress.
It was, he had to admit, deeply satisfying to watch.
He turned his gaze from the futile assault to the figure who had materialized silently beside him.
Malphas, this glorious Attendant, bowed with a grace that was both perfect and predatory.
"The stage is set, My Lord," Malphas said, his voice a low, calm murmur that carried the weight of absolute command.
"Maintain you gaze and increase it to cover all Folds if you can."
…!
"And begin spreading the news," Noah continued, a devilish smile touching his lips.
