The power felt different in this form.
It was not merely the scales or the horns or the tail cutting slow patient arcs through the multicolored air of the Wandering Territories. It was the specific quality of how THE Infinite Cause and THE Bellum Cause moved through him simultaneously, the two truths occupying the same foundational space without friction, existence emerges and existence fights sitting beside each other in his foundations with the easy compatibility of things that had always belonged in the same sentence.
He had been born fighting. He had emerged fighting.
THE Bellum Cause had always been part of his Infinite Cause. He simply had the vocabulary for it now.
He moved!
WAA!
The distance between his emergence point and Sororis Prima Prabhavati collapsed in a fraction of the interval that the word instant usually described!
