Noah hit the crystal wall of THE Maw, came off it without slowing, and reached for the Swords with the only thing he had that might help them as he saw them on their knees.
He did not want to lose this body here as he had to work with everyone while they grasped what they came across!
THE Aura of THE Source Barbarian erupted out of him, the obsidian gold flooding the dark of the mine, and he stretched it toward the four kneeling figures the way he had wrapped it around Seo-yeon against the Pulse.
If the cleaved hand was forcing them down through the converted Infinity and Primordial Source of their own bodies, then his Aura, with his identity forged unbreakable into its foundation, might give them something to hold to. Might wall their existences off from the will pressing them into the ground. It was worth trying!
The Swords felt it reach them, and they answered.
