At such a time, a voice boomed across Chernobyl, backed by Intent.
"When I heard a Terminal Observable Existence had come back to life," it said, and the voice carried a cruel, eccentric dialect, "I thought, well, that will be difficult to pinpoint, won’t it? So many possible reasons. So I did the sensible thing. I attacked. You learn a great deal about a situation by disturbing it and watching what rushes to protect what."
The voice was patient and pleased with itself.
"And what did I learn? I learned that the Source Lifeforms, our presumed culprits, did not behave like culprits. They behaved like beings as surprised as I was. So, not them. Then I watched where they positioned themselves, and how very interesting, they have arranged themselves protectively around two beings who are not Source Lifeforms at all."
A delighted pause. "Which means the ones responsible for this little miracle must be the ones being protected. So. Is it the unique Lifeform burning with that silent infinity I cannot see through, or is it the little girl who is...wait. No. No, no, no. Is that both THE Primordial Source and Infinity within her body? Haha. Is she the reason a Terminal Observable Existence has rejuvenated? Maybe! Maybe! I do so love a maybe. But I will need to get my hands on those two to be certain, please."
The distant regions above shattered.
Auras of dozens of powerful Gilded Ones descended, and at their head came an immaculate and cruel...silver shining draconic entity burning with the amplified Ego of Acedia.
Her features were beautiful and cruel at once, her eyes malevolent, her smile a thing of cruelty and laziness held in the same expression. Nine spiked tails drifted behind her. A silver cloud rested beneath her feet, carrying her downward with the unhurried languor of a being who saw no reason to hurry toward prey that could not escape.
Behind her, multiple Fourth Scale Gilded Ones of Superbius and Ira designation stared down with shining eyes.
"Allow me to introduce myself, since manners cost nothing," the dragon said, her tone gracious in a way that made the cruelty beneath it worse. "I am Luxanna, a tiny little secret project that has had to be unveiled far too early in this region of existence, because a Terminal Observable Existence coming back to life is simply too large a thing to ignore. So. Let us make this easy, shall we? I want that little girl. And the lifeform beside her. I want them both."
She smiled.
"Haha!"
HUUM!
Power raged across Chernobyl as multiple Intents began to rise from the descending Gilded force.
Sir William gazed forth coldly and sheathed his sword.
"Manners," he said. "Maketh. Man."
...!
BOOM!
An instant later, obsidian light bloomed from him, and more than a dozen singularities erupted around his frame, opening into portals, and from them came twelve massive beast-like Relictus.
Each took the form of a different creatures, ancient and vast, their bodies burning with THE Primordial Source, their gazes fixing on the descending Gilded Ones with the patient hunger of beings that had been called and were pleased to have been called.
Noah observed all of it.
Seo-yeon tugged at him, and when he looked down, she was whispering, her small voice carrying beneath the rising storm of power.
"Are you... going to let them take me away?"
"Absolutely nobody is taking you away. Nobody."
"You promise?"
"Then we have to pinky promise," she said. "My Ama made a pinky promise to me before she left. She promised someone would come to take care of me one day. And she always keeps her promises. She never broke one, not ever! So if you make this one, you have to keep it too. Okay?"
"Pinky promise."
Seo-yeon settled, the tension easing out of her small frame, the trust of a child who had been given the one form of vow her mother had taught her to believe in.
An apocalyptic battle was about to unfold!
The battle was a breath away from beginning, and in that breath, Seo-yeon decided introductions were in order.
She turned to him, still holding his clothing, and spoke with the careful formality of a child who had been taught how to meet someone properly and had not had the chance to do it in a very long time.
"I’m Seo-yeon!" she said. "That’s my name." She paused, then added, with the specific honesty of a child explaining a thing they were proud of having done right, "Mister, the Source and the Infinity are buzzing, trying to tell me all about you. But I didn’t listen. It felt like it would be rude. Intruding on your privacy without asking." She looked up at him. "So I don’t know anything yet. Who are you, mister?"
Noah looked down at her and smiled.
"My name is Noah," he said. "Noah Osmont. It’s good to meet you, Seo-yeon."
"Noah Osmont." She tested it, then nodded, satisfied. "It’s nice to meet you, Mister Noah."
She floated up a little so she could lean closer to him, and dropped her voice into a whisper, glancing sidelong at the descending Gilded force.
"Do you need help to take care of these bad guys?" she asked. "Because I hate bad guys. Bad guys are the ones who ruined the time between my Ama and my Aba. I’ve hated them ever since." Her small face hardened with a child’s pure conviction. "So if I can help you, I will. I want to."
Noah found himself genuinely charmed by the innocence of it, this unique lifeform offering to help in a battle between Source Lifeforms and a silver Acedia dragon with the same earnestness another child might bring to anything!
"What can you help with?" he asked.

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