The silver dragon hung above the battle on her silver cloud, her nine spiked tails drifting, her malevolent eyes fixed not on the fighting but on Noah and Seo-yeon.
She watched. She observed!
Noah felt her attention on him with the weight of a predator that had identified what it actually wanted and was content to let lesser concerns play out while it studied its prize. She had howled with greed when Seo-yeon's nature was revealed, but the greed had not made her reckless.
It had made her patient, which was worse, because patience in a being of her tier meant she was looking for the moment when taking what she wanted would cost her least.
Noah observed everything.
The way Intents imposed records rather than simply attacking. The way rarity determined whether one Intent overwrote another or merely contested it. The way the Source Lifeforms channeled their Intents through Armaments to focus and direct them.
