Although the battle for the mountain had ended, the absolute weight of order remained heavy in the air.
Noah floated silently before the broken forms of Enforcer Vorlag and his cohort of Wardens, who all knelt in the ruined courtyards of their own fief after he had placed his Markers into them.
Around Noah, the veiled figures of Mahishasura, Kharvel, Sylvaine, and the other cured Descendants floated in immaculate stillness!
Noah looked at the kneeling forms, his eyes exceptionally bright as his mind catalogued exactly what had just occurred.
In truth, he was thinking more and more about THE Provenance of Existence and how this new system could be stretched, weaponized, and ultimately drained.
The most glaring vulnerability this Ruling came with was the Mantles, and the absolute reality that if an existence truly and fully played out their designated role, existence itself would side with them.
