As the Cimmerian Architect's voice reverberated within Noah's mind, he felt a surge of profound brilliance mingled with waves of uncertainty.
Her words echoed the doubts that had been lingering at the edges of his consciousness- especially the doubts of possible dangers!
'Why am I not dead?' Noah mused silently, his thoughts racing as he considered the implications of the Architect's question.
He stared at her figure shrouded with power and mystery as he could erupt with Quintessence and Infinity at any time if he wished, but there was no harm in obtaining more information that others were not privy to!
From the records of the Annals Inquisitor he had devoured, he gained a semblance of knowledge on The Ones Above Extremity.
Mere rumors and scattered records, but they were there.