The higher they climbed through the air above the canopy of THE Strand of Broken Scales, the more the pressure made itself known.
It came from above rather than from any directional source, pressing down on his Galdr Source with the blunt authority of this place communicating what it communicated to everything that tried to rise above its designated level...that the sky here was not neutral territory, that elevation was claimed by the things powerful enough to claim it.
And that claiming required being the kind of thing the sky couldn’t simply press back down.
He kept going up.
His Galdr Source was saturated in a way he had no prior reference point for, the second Demarcation pressed to its ceiling by the utilization of Persevere of the past several hours.
It was dense and viscous and incapable of rising further. And yet every passing second added another utterance, and every utterance reinforced what was already there, the ceiling not broken but the substance behind it made denser than any ceiling had been designed to contain.
He felt like he could break past whatever ceiling there was at will to arrive at the next stage, but he held back for now and compressed everything further.
The multicolored flames around his body were not the open billowing flames of earlier utterances. They had compressed into something concentrated, drawn close against his body by the density of what they were expressing, the air around him sparking and trembling as he passed through it.
The Infinity and the Galdr Source and the Observable and Unobservable Force burning around him produced the ambient condition of something at the edge of a threshold, the environmental quality of standing next to a furnace.
The Unobservable Force was an interesting development he was still mapping.
He had noticed in the past several hours that its qualities bore resemblance to his Humilitas Ego of Infinity, the obsidian brilliance of it carrying a capacity to make things imperceptible, to move without registering against the awareness of beings who were looking for Observable Force expressions and finding nothing.
As he was thinking through all this...
A crimson-furred mass dropped toward him from above.
A baboon, massive, its Galdr Source blazing through the crimson fur in pulses, its foundational depth carrying the density of something that had been in THE Strand of Broken Scales long enough to become dangerous to most things that shared the space with it.
It dropped with the committed velocity of something that was excited for meat!
OOOH!
Noah angled his body and shot forward, arcs of Osmontian Absolute Infinity surging around him.
BOOM!
The impact was total. His frame burning with concentrated Infinity hit the baboon’s mass at speed and the creature’s musculature and bone structure...exploded!
The Prime Cause of Harvest released its golden tendrils immediately, reaching into every component of the creature’s existence before any of it could disperse, converting the full content of what the baboon had been into loot that flowed into his foundations.
He had not slowed down.
They continued through the air above the canopy and the beasts continued to present themselves over time.
A massive armored tortoise with a shell carrying Galdr Source energy through its plates hung from the underside of an enormous branch, dropping toward them when they came within range.
He hit it with a compressed Osmontian Absolute Infinity discharge that found the gap between plates, the Harvest tentacles following immediately.


"Oh?"

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