There was immense silence in the last doorway of the Infinite Ravines.
The 9th Mawbearer did not speak, and yet, when his weavings exploded out, it was as if he deemed everyone else to be the same as him- no longer capable of making any sound at all.
He looked like nothing more than a man.
He did not have the same terrifying appearance of a Dead Thing. He didn't radiate endless malice and horror.
He simply emanated silence and death.
A presence that utterly changed the state of the battle. When Noah looked at the Living Legends, the body of the Origin Singed that the Great Usurper occupied… half of it was decimated and torn, the other half decaying.
The remaining eye of the Great Usurper looked utterly shocked, unable to stop staring at the Dead Thing surrounded by instruments who now gently tugged at the strings of a guitar with tremendous interest.
A being that did not speak even now. Within the depths of Noah's weavings, the voice of the Infiniverse Megalos echoed out.
