Its colossal eyes ignored both the concept of distance and the Heavenly restrictions forbidding higher beings from peering into the lower realms.
Those laws were sealed by contract — yet contracts could be sidestepped if a cause existed.
And this time, a cause had emerged.
The ancient butterfly felt the call of a mutual growth contract. It wasn't aimed at it directly, but at one of its own, the egg pulsing in soft blue and white.
Its attention sharpened on Yu Xuan, and far below, the Tower of Trials shuddered under the weight of its gaze. The tower resisted, but not completely.
In that moment, the butterfly sensed something on Yu Xuan. Fragmented, incomplete… yet unmistakable. Not one, but three.
Understanding dawned. Now it knew why the contract reached for the blue white egg.
The butterfly's vast wings unfurled, scattering the surrounding void as though it were mere mist. Other titans dwelling within the tree's boughs turned toward it, their thoughts unknown.
