Noah felt his existence tremble at the cellular level. The burning was absolute in such a manner that the freezing that came with it was absolute. It was a dichotomy of agony that tore at his sanity like claws.
He wanted to buckle and fall as his entire existence wanted to cry out. Even his eyes felt like they were moving of their own volition to release liquid!
When was the last time I cried?
...!
Behind him, he sensed them approaching. Riya and Khor and Titano among many others. They were rushing towards him with auras flaring in solemnity, seeing his figure trembling in the aftermath as they did not sense any damage transmitted to The Infinite Bulwark.
For it was not a damage of Complexity and Purity!
He raised a trembling hand that shook like an earthquake. Even that small movement sent fresh waves of torture through trillions of protesting quintessential cells and nerves.
