The Seal bloomed into existence above his palm, and the moment it manifested, Galileo and Surtra were pushed back in astonishment as waves of pressure erupted from its mere presence!
Duke whimpered slightly before sitting in the air with eyes of veneration, the golden retriever's tail tucked as he recognized something far beyond his current comprehension.
The Seal itself was circular in form, perhaps three meters in diameter, and it burned with countless intricate blue-gold lines that wove patterns of impossible complexity across its surface. The lines and strokes within seemingly gave meaning to the Phoneme of Infinity while also containing within them the pillars of his foundation that had been absorbed into this singular expression.
Where one line ended, another began without interruption.
Where one pattern seemed to reach completion, it folded back into itself and continued forever.
