Voices.
Indeed, it meant nothing in the end.
In that moment, Boron found that the only reason he was still able to keep it together – to keep everything together – was because of his stalwart will. It was invigorated, or rather, it had been, until Skullius quickly crushed him with unruly, unreasonably overwhelming might.
In the end, even that will didn't amount to much either. There was a layered devastation in that realization.
Voices.
Now, his will was fading, losing all its festering liveliness. How could it not, when Boron himself was missing a good third of his body now? Both his vaguely defined flesh and Broader Existence had been hit, and it was indeed fatal.
Voices.
Just like it was on Koreen Paradis, when the Divines trampled on the mortals as they wished. They felt like a different species altogether, with their haughtiness and might.
Was Skullius the same in Boron's eyes, though?
