Lince nodded.
However, in that brief moment, the Mother of All Things' gaze toward the God of Thousand Faces held a renewed sense of suspicion and apprehension.
"Thousand Faces, what a brilliant move."
"We all laid our plans for the three worlds at roughly the same time, yet you somehow know so much?"
"It seems your power has infiltrated the Black Prison Race, hasn't it? Have you even deployed your power throughout the surrounding World Communities?"
Hearing this, the God of Thousand Faces turned to the Mother of All Things with a nonchalant shrug and a light chuckle.
"I can't hide something like this from you. Besides, I never intended to."
"It's just the nature of my Ability. What can I do about it?"
"A thousand faces, a thousand forms. Every sliver of my power is a source of my growth."
"I'm quite curious. When my Black Prison Race 'face' ascends to the Divine Tier, just how much power will it feed back to me?"
