Nobody told you, the first time you truly felt the difference between power that could push back and power that couldn't, that the lesson would feel grand!
Noah had been hit before. He had been split in half by a Ragnar and had detonated across a gigaparsec radius on the way down and had come back from that, which gave him a relationship with the concept of damage that most beings never developed.
What he had never fully calibrated for was what it felt like to fight something that hit him not out of malice or strategy, but simply because that was what it was.
THE Creature looked at him across the churning sky.
"Lets have a greeting, why don't we?" he said.
Noah understood.
They moved at the same time as both threw out fists!
Their fists connected and the Miniature Causes released from the collision point with the flat indifference of force that had never cared what it was destroying.
