Then the second aura came.
Where THE Relictus's descent had been measured and composed, the second arrival came with the energy of something that had been in the middle of a very different activity and had been pulled away from it by a call it couldn't refuse.
Obsidian flames cleared across a descending form, the fire burning away the traces of whatever the prior battle had demanded as the being transitioned from what the adversity had required of them back toward the form they moved through calmer circumstances in.
The flames died.
A titan stood in the sky above THE Early Veiled Shore wreathed in the obsidian flames of THE Primordial Source.
His titanic humanoid form was carrying the development of every adversity he had moved through, the obsidian crowns above his head burning with their own internal light, the four horns and the nine tails and the full breadth of what Exelissomai's repeated usage across eons had produced present in every dimension of his bearing.
