Starry Wisdom hissed. She struck with her tail of Ice.
Kuro did not dodge. He let the ice hit him. The ice froze his ribs. But ice melts. Ice cracks.
Kuro touched the Silver Serpent. Rust spread across her scales. Her silver turned grey. Her magic unraveled.
"You are old, Aunt," Kuro said. "You are tired. Sleep."
Starry Wisdom shrieked. She felt her immortality fading. For the first time in eons, she felt her joints creak.
Kuro was not fighting them with strength. He was fighting them with Time. Not the frozen time of Ren. But the flowing, grinding time of Entropy.