The watcher hovered above the fractured stone, pink irises gleaming with sovereign amusement as the crushing gravity intensified across the plateau.
"You have tasted merely a fraction of my true authority, young lord," the watcher taunted, his regal coat billowing in the localized storm. "How much longer can that mortal heart withstand the weight of heaven?"
Hajin spat another mouthful of crimson onto the gold-laced stone, his split-colored eyes flashing with fierce, unyielding determination.
"Aria, terminate all passive stabilization routines immediately!" he commanded mentally, forcing his core to circulate at maximum velocity. "Route every available thread of energy directly into my three rings!"
"Warning: rerouting divine and demonic frequencies simultaneously exceeds safe vessel tolerance within twelve seconds," Aria cautioned in an urgent chime.
