Noah walked forward with the unhurried gait of a man who already owned the room, his crystalline Luxuria form casting long, iridescent shadows against the rose crystal walls.
He looked at Dante, who was currently suspended in a state of absolute existential stasis, and he felt a flash of dry disdain for the way this fucking rat's engineered foundations were trembling under the mere proximity of a superior Ego.
There was no struggle and no resistance as Noah reached out and sank his fingers into the air inches from Dante's chest, pulling upon the multicolored seas of Quintessence Infiniforce to begin the systematic rewriting of the Scion's existence.
He was gathering more and more information on Gilded Anatomy as soon, he would be able to engineer his own Hadean Weavings and those of his people a step further. Not merely going towaeds becoming moreso like Gilded Lifeforms...but something entirely new!
