Lifthrasir's question hung over the Ossuary, and the crescent of Ancient Immense Ones weighed violence against Lygara's taut threads and two Giants who had already broken two of their own.
Noah stood upright through the remnants of THE SLEEPLESS FIEND's pressure, his gold-blue film holding steady.
Part of him calculated coldly that any of these Ancients could still unmake his body in a true exchange of raw power. The rest of him was warm and human and thrilled to the bone, because none of it could bend his knees anymore, and their borrowed weight had nothing of his to grip!
True Keystone Sight opened behind his eyes.
THE Verdant Regard, pale and bleeding stellar green in another Ancient's arms, unfolded before him like an overgrown garden of Legacy weavings, borrowed titles, and harvested fear, with only a ring of withered roots where her keystone should have stood.
THE Verdant Regard.|
|Assimilation Rate: 0.0%.|
