As Noah made his preparations, so did others.
In a unique mental frequency of existence utilized by the Dead.
Folds of collapse and dead True Sources scattered here and there, in such a unique space where only the signatures of certain Dead Things could enter…
"Veltraxis, why call us in here?"
The voice of the 63rd Mawbearer of Endless Paradox called out toward the horrific figure of Veltraxis, who wore a wide smile on his face.
Around them, the other Mawbearers that had also arrived stood watchful, as Veltraxis looked at them all before he began to speak in an eerie tone.
"I want you all to keep a lookout and focus on this being right here…"
As he spoke, he waved the weavings of the dead around them, displaying the image of none other than Noah.
