THE Fisherman's eyes flashed with alarm as he immediately began to-
Come on now, don't do any of that.|
Before Ains could even fully perceive what was happening, faster than even Plank Speed, dozens of silent Logos flashed into existence throughout the surrounding area.
The light of at least nine distinct Genesis Principles erupted simultaneously.
This entire region turned eerily quiet, reality itself seeming to hold its breath.
The urgent warning information that THE Fisherman was desperately trying to send to alert Ul'moreth did not even leave his existence before it was completely stopped and contained.
His eyes filled with genuine trepidation as he looked over at this being who had appeared from nowhere.
The mysterious entity seemed deceptively simple by all visual accounts.
A humanoid figure adorned in flowing robes that were perfectly split between absolute black and pure white, the division so precise it seemed to cut through the concept of color itself.
