She struck the center of her chest with a flat palm.
The scar across her sternum tore open in white light! A dense net of silver thread, superheated by the fire of THE Primordial Source, erupted from her ribs and fanned across the trench, miles wide in a fraction of a second, slicing through the coral.
Where the threads passed the rock went to grey powder, and the water behind the advance collapsed into vacuum.
The net hit Noah.
Red prompts flared across his sight.
|DECONSTRUCTIVE SENTENCE DETECTED: UNRAVEL DEPTH.|
|TARGET RECORD: You.|
|SUBTRACTION ATTEMPT: -50 VERITAS, -50 PROVENANCE.|
Then, his hand pulsed.
BEDROCK ACTIVATED.|
|What was made cannot be unmade by what was merely given.|
|ATTRIBUTES LOCKED.|
A sound like spikes grinding on stone tore through the canyon. The argent threads caught on his skin, pulled taut, and stopped. White sparks fizzled off into the dark, and not one strand bit in. His numbers did not move!
