Noah looked at THE Emerged Devourerwith a sense of pity.
A Malformed Ginnu Lifeform who was imprisoned this whole time, and at the time of freedom, they were too weak to fight against THE Fallout.
SCREE!
THE Emerged Devourer still continued to bash its entire body on the barrier, its Depth heavy and profound as it was rapidly eating away at the nearby Logos on THE Infinite Loom. Each impact sent ripples of destruction through the carefully constructed defenses, the creature's maddened hunger dissolving the meanings that held the barrier together.
It was causing an unnecessary expenditure of his home as Noah began to float toward it.
Pity was pity, but he would not hold back.
He was on a path. He was streamlining his Way and abilities as at this moment, he wanted to feel his Depth freely.
Eighteenth of the Immensity of THE Creature at THE Intermediate Depth? Okay.
