'My preparations are complete,' thought the Hybrid Warmoth with a sigh. He was still sweating. 'However, this is something I didn't foresee.' He placed his hands on his knees and expelled a sharp breath. 'I wonder how much more strength it will take from me to start up on the Gene.'
The weariness had been stacking as Skullius went, but he'd associated that with regular strain. He was, after all, performing many high-stress tasks at the same time.
However, the real reason behind his fatigue had become clearer the more he considered the |Greater Cosmic Law|. Sure, it was crazy rare to even glimpse a chance at obtaining a fraction of acknowledgement from any of its aspects, but using it came at a cost. It was extremely taxing.
Skullius had the assistance of Maximum Jaqquezjaqqz to help weave Eklhesh, Conste, and the Immors, but still, it felt like he was pulling, pushing, and threading using his own physical strength, with every miniature task taxing a significant touch of his might.
