Moiraine floated nearby, and around her the concept of Paradox had become tangible.
She launched a Primordial Fireball that somehow existed in multiple contradictory states…burning and frozen, present and absent, devastating and harmless…all simultaneously, until reality chose whichever outcome best suited her needs.
Her Mana Glyph of Paradox blazed behind her like a crown of impossible glory!
The Emperor Penguin descended from above, and despite everything…despite the power he now wielded, despite the Mana Glyph of Pride burning behind him like a second sun…he remained unmistakably a penguin.
His form radiated arrogance so concentrated it had become a physical force, making the air around him feel heavier with judgment.
His attacks came wrapped in disdain, as if Sigrid should feel honored to defend against them!
Who said his attacks could be avoided?!
Who said his attacks were allowed to fail?!
Who said?!
HUUM!
But the Blue Slime...
GLUB GLUB GLUB!
