Sororis Prima Elzyana rose slightly through the air and waved her hands, and blue-gold brilliance erupted around her like a roaring beast filled with wrath, the colors of her authority compounding into an intensity that had not been in her earlier displays of Observable Force and Infinity, the wrath of a Sisterhood mourning the death of a Gerousia expressing itself outward through the raised palms of the Sororis Prima.
Two more pyramidal constructs formed between her palms and shot downward toward Emotive and Anaximander at the base of the mountain, each construct embedding itself into the back of the hand of its target with the same clean precision that had planted the first construct into Noahβs hand, and both Emotive and Anaximander tensed as the bindings settled into their existences and began to propagate through their foundations.
But Sororis Prima Elzyana was not finished.
Trillions of additional pyramidal constructs bloomed from her raised palms and expanded outward into the air above THE Gilded White Mountain, dispersing in radiant formations that rode the golden-blue brilliance of her authority outward across every reach of THE Wyld and beyond, flowing through the weavings of the Observable Existence into every territory and realm and civilization and small corner of the lower face of reality where Bounded Lifeforms lived their small unregulated lives.
The constructs spread in exponential waves, each construct branching into further constructs, each further construct branching into yet more, the proliferation continuing until the entire expanse of the Observable Existence was being blanketed in a descending storm of blue-gold bindings that sought their targets with the patient inevitability of a verdict being delivered across an entire population!
The wrath of THE Gilded Ones, mourning one of their own, was poured outward across every existence beneath them.
Every Bounded Lifeform within reach would receive their constructs!
Every Civilization within the Observable would feel its connections severed!
The death of a Gilded One had brought down a terrifying golden wrath, and the wrath was now settling itself across the full expanse of the Observable!
Noah stood on the ruined balcony beneath Sororis Prima Elzyana with the first construct already settled into the back of his hand, his eyes flashing coldly with an imperious light!
He stared up at the endless sky, his figure burning with brilliance as Sororis Prima Elzyana had departed at some point during the final stages of her distribution of the trillions of pyramidal bindings across Observable Existence.
The skies had not returned to their ordinary coloration. The wrath of gold she had unleashed upon completing her procedure seemed to seek a form of permanence in the upper reaches of THE Wyld, the molten saturated gold she had inherited from Gerousia Aurelius Maximusβs earlier claim now compounded with her own golden-blue authority into a canopy that stretched across every direction his perception could track.
The gold above was not going anywhere.
The gold above had been written into the arrangement of existence with enough intention to outlast any ordinary weathering.
However, he could affirm with his intuition and the broader immensity of his awareness that no Gilded Ones remained in the immediate vicinity. The six Gerousia-ranked Gilded Ones had departed to pursue THE Creature. Ferocis Valerius Krael had departed behind them to lend his Ira to the pursuit.
Sororis Prima Elzyana herself had completed her distribution of the pyramidal constructs and had vanished, leaving behind only the constructs themselves now settling into the foundations of every Bounded Lifeform and every affected Civilization across the full expanse of the Observable.
The sky was empty of Gilded presences.

Then he began to laugh!

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