As the rage of THE Dead Order became apparent and built to a crescendo, she seemed like she was about to unleash even more words filled with venom and malice... and yet the rising flames of THE Immolation Of The Sacrilegious Savage caused her to be unable to even do this as she had to focus entirely on survival.
She glared towards Noah with eyes that promised retribution as seas of her authority continued to crash down on the flames with desperate intensity.
Noah looked towards Sigrid to confirm something important, and he saw that she had already completely stopped siphoning off the Civilizational Authority of Order. Just in case this would transfer the curse of THE Living Elemental to her as well.
Noah looked at THE Dead Order once more through The Veil with calm tyranny.
"So, I ask you again," he said with measured words. "Do you have a solution to such a curse? You should be able to feel it intimately now."
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