The Crucible pulsed.
And then it shifted.
The Infiniverse, floating high above the battlefield, finally let go of restraint.
|You wish to withstand a Primarch, Master?| she whispered, her voice like golden frost.
|Then...witness the weight of Dimensions.|
HUUM!
The ring of Frequencies behind her shattered into filaments, each strand extending into curved arcs, webbing outward into a lattice of impossible angles. Existence bent.
The Infiniverse Crucible changed.
The sky ignited.
HUMMMMM!
One layer descended...over everything and everyone.
The Dimensional Lattice of Continuity.
It fell like a dome of green-gold light, locking all beings into fixed timelines. Every movement, every breath was tracked across past, present, and possible futures.
Past...present...and possible futures!
Those caught within it… began to fracture.