After pausing briefly, the ship proceeded forward!
It moved calmly, in a slow manner that spoke of confidence rather than caution. Naglfar pierced through the billowing clouds of authority as if they were nothing more than morning mist, the backbone of Helheim refusing to be impeded by anything as mundane as concentrated Civilizational power.
THE Primordial Paradox opened his eyes slightly.
"Do you have a specific place in mind inside of the Vault?"
His voice was casual, as if asking about preferred dining locations rather than destinations within one of the most significant structures in Observable Existence.
Noah gave a light nod as he began to feel his existence settling.
"THE Agora of Primordial Judgment. You know of it?"
...!
THE Primordial Paradox fully opened his eyes at this moment.
Something flickered in those obsidian depths.
He tapped on the ship again.
