Before she could respond, five distant roars echoed through the twisted passages. The sound of Inevitabilities hunting, their cries carrying paradoxes that made them simultaneously near and far, approaching and retreating.
Schrodinger didn't even glance in their direction, his focus remaining entirely on Diviticus.
"Eons ago, in the Earliest Folds, even Early Creatures…living ones, not animated corpses, could not enter the Loom. Living Existences tried and were turned away or transformed beyond recognition. Fold Dwellers who attempted it simply ceased, edited out of possibility."
He began walking again, forcing Diviticus and the others to follow as the roars grew closer.
"Now you have obtained a corpse. Not even a complete one, but fragments held together by your will and paradox. Do you think this grants you the power of a genuine Early Creature? Do you believe you can walk across the Folds unfettered? That nothing can kill you now?"
