A few hours later, Erik finally finished absorbing all of the insights he'd managed to gather from that incredibly advanced sigil used during Naeku's trials.
Smiling, he raised his hand and waved it in the air. Wherever it passed, a small tear in space followed, revealing a void of nothing behind it. Yet, it closed again almost as soon as he passed. It was like one hand opening a zipper, and another following right behind to immediately close any gap that appeared.
This was the aetherium-saturated environment, which immediately repaired the damage he inflicted upon the space-time continuum. Honestly, if he'd done this on an unawakened Earth, even just this little would have likely ripped open a black hole and destroyed the planet.
Still, this was already a lot more than he'd been able to do before, and so he looked at his hand in wonder. "Amazing," he muttered softly to himself. "I mean, it doesn't actually accomplish anything helpful, but still," he chuckled.
