The air around them began to shimmer with patterns. Silvara’s form began to glow with inner light that had nothing to do with illumination and everything to do with the weight of existence acknowledging what she had accumulated.
Streams of that light began to flow from her into Noah, each strand carrying compressed years, condensed experiences, distilled existence itself!
|Receiving Authority Transfer. Source: Silvara - Guardian of the Contemplation Groves. Transfer Amount: 100,000,000 Authority Units expended.|
|Received: 50,000,000 Complexity Quotient. Received: 50,000,000 Purity Quotient.|
HUUM!
The sensation was overwhelming. Noah felt decades flowing into him, centuries of accumulated existence compressed into moments. His cells drank in the authority like desert sand accepting rain, each particle of his being growing denser with significance!
For Silvara, expending a hundred million units of her accumulated authority seemed to be nothing more than a casual expenditure.
She didn’t even pause in her ritual, the streams of light continuing to flow.
|Additional 300,000,000 Authority Units expended. Received: 150,000,000 Complexity Quotient. Received: 150,000,000 Purity Quotient.|
Noah’s astonishment grew as he felt himself transforming at a fundamental level!
|Additional 500,000,000 Authority Units expended. Received: 250,000,000 Complexity Quotient. Received: 250,000,000 Purity Quotient!|
When Silvara finally stopped and breathed out slightly, having casually expended nine hundred million units of authority as if giving away pocket change, Noah stared at her with undisguised astonishment.
In seconds, she had granted him advancement that would have taken others yeats to achieve through conventional means.
The wolf-woman laughed at his expression, the sound warm and genuine. "Why do you look like that? We Fold Dwellers have to take care of each other." Her expression grew more serious, amber eyes reflecting depths of experience.
"There are terrifying Early Creatures out there, horrific Inevitabilities, the prideful Living Existences who look down on us as if we’re insects, and more threats than can be counted. We only have each other, so- "
Her words cut off instantly.
BOOM!
From above, a bellow erupted that made existence itself recoil. It wasn’t a sound but the concept of command given voice: "EVERYONE DEFEND! IT’S HERE!"
...!
The mad Early Creature...had arrived.
Noah barely caught a glimpse of it, his enhanced perception managing to process perhaps a fraction of what descended upon them.
It looked like what primitive humans might have imagined their ancestors to be...a tribal figure wrapped in hides that might have been skinned from concepts themselves. But its eyes... its eyes were crimson suns that burned with madness that transcended simple insanity.
Those eyes focused on the groves, and from them erupted beams of red light that covered everything.
Everything.
The attack was too fast for anything below Duke level to even perceive, let alone react to.
Even Noah, with all his enhanced capabilities, managed only to bring the Goad up in front of him...a futile gesture against something that transcended physical or even conceptual defense!
But Silvara moved.
Without hesitation, without thought, operating on instinct older than consciousness, she threw her massive form over Noah!
Her body became a shield, her very existence a barrier between him and the crimson light.
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