Three Dead Things- cleared in a second.
And these particular three weren't just any Dead Things. They came from a new Gateway, seething with rage- rage that stemmed from missing their chance to enter the folds of the Wheel of Existence.
But all of that fury?
It meant absolutely nothing when their Dead True Sources collapsed instantly!
Veyl'Aethra stared up, stunned, eyes locked on the impossibly massive Mythic True Signature swirling above them.
"That... how did you manage to achieve that?"
His voice was dazed. So were his weavings. He knew the kind of power the Great Beyonder commanded- but he had no explanation for how she had gone from releasing Pillars of Concordance… to a Mythic True Signature.
The Great Beyonder's face didn't so much as flinch. Her gaze was fixed on Noah- the distant figure who had just absorbed three Dead Things into his chest like it was the most natural thing in the world.
