Glossikos.
Noah looked at this being with a calm gaze.
She seemed to be trying to utilize her immensity to see if he would crack. To see if he would show weakness. To see if the weight of an Absolute pressing against his existence would make him flinch or bow or reveal some vulnerability she could exploit.
But Noah had stood before THE Creature.
He had faced THE Primordial Chaos in the Infinite Unfurling.
He had been pursued by THE Weavers across the Wastes of THE Fallout.
One more Absolute, even one bathing in the same pool as him, was not enough to make him falter.
Moments later, Glossikos spoke.
"How did you do it?"
Her voice came grand and oppressive, carrying power that made the waters around them ripple in response.
"How did you take your position among THE Four?"
Her obsidian-blue eyes bore into him with intensity that would have crushed lesser beings into submission.
