He had uttered.
He spoke and stated the words that let the Spoke Purify that which sought to alter the weavings of Existence!
And the Spoke that caused a sensation of terror on every single entity here actually warped across space and had its tip descend on the head of none other than Persephael.
Persephael!
Her gaze changed in real time as her whole visage began to manifest a crystalline glass-like appearance, Lapidekinesis blooming out as the grandiose Source that it was!
But…
CRACK!
The tip of the Spoke already touched her body as the sound of shattering glass could be heard.
The eyes of Persephael froze.
Before Noah's eyes.
|The weavings of Persephael have been studied and understood.|
|The weavings of Persephael are being Purified. |
|The Source born from scattered weavings of existence does not represent something born of the true self and is thus viable for collapse and disintegration.|
HUUM!