Even amid the broader fighting, even with the Swords and the Relictus and the dozens of other Gilded Ones locked in their own engagements, the destruction of a Fourth Scale Ragnar in a single exchange registered. Heads turned.
Luxanna, locked in her Intent-contest with Sir William, watched coldly, her malevolent eyes narrowing.
Noah did not pause!
The second and third Ragnars came at him together, their Quiescent Verdicts merging into a combined stilling pressure, and Noah amplified THE Prime Cause of Apocalypse through his Aura.
The sky above the two Ragnars filled with meteors. Not ordinary meteors, but condensed masses of THE Aura of THE Source Barbarian shaped by the Apocalypse Cause's truth that endings were transformative, decillions of them forming in an omnidirectional spread and crashing down toward the two Ragnars from every angle at once.
