THE Living Temporal extended his hand with casual authority, as if Noah's capture was already inevitable.
Noah's eyes burned with absolute lividity and defiance.
His entire existence began shining with endless waves of blue-gold light.
What was this?!
Was Existence itself set on trying to collapse him here no matter what?!
Regardless of how much he prepared, regardless of how cautious he was, when temporal traversal had already activated successfully, another monstrous being had to appear at the worst possible moment?!
He looked like an imperious Emperor about to stake absolutely everything on one final stand.
His lineage began spilling outward with tremendous grandeur.
The full physical manifestation of his lineage that he had not yet expressed externally due to the ongoing chaos of events finally began to reveal itself.
An imperious blue-gold robe formed from actual Fragments of Phonemes of The First Tongue erupted around his body.
