She hammered him again with nothing but a graceful swing of her arm, and as her words and her Intent washed over him, Seo-yeonโs eyes sharpened.
Because she saw what the Scary Source Lady was actually doing.
She was sending musings and comprehension of THE Primordial Source to Mister Noah through her Intent. Threading understanding into the blows themselves.
Seo-yeon went still with surprise, because she knew exactly how hard that was. This was not information. Information was easy, you could simply tell someone a thing.
What Dame Seraphine was passing through her Intent was comprehension, the lived understanding of an unfathomable authority, the kind of thing that normally took eons to develop and could not simply be handed over. It was something so much more valuable than information that calling it teaching felt too small.
The Scary Source Lady was beating Mister Noah and teaching him at the same time!
And as the spar continued, Seo-yeon focused on Mister Noah, and she saw the change.
The Primordial Essence within his existence flashed brilliantly and began to build, concentrating, climbing toward a terrifying density, and in that brief stretch of seconds, Seo-yeon felt like she could peek inside him and see something extraordinary.
Letters. Letters of THE Primordial Tongue, being uttered inside him, fortifying his existence, refining and increasing his concentration of THE Primordial Source. Every second. She could swear she felt letters used every single second, an unbroken rhythm of utterance threaded so deep into him that it ran beneath everything else he did!
Who uttered THE Primordial Tongue every second?
On the third second, it resolved.
BOOM!
Mister Noahโs arms became covered in obsidian brilliance, and then they became entirely obsidian, as though they had been forged from obsidian metal, obsidian embers burning along their edges. The aura he wielded grew more concentrated, denser, grander, the comprehension Dame Seraphine had been feeding him integrating with his own constant utterances into something new. And when the Scary Source Lady swung her arm down again, carrying her Olympian Intent.
BOOM!
Mister Noah did not move.
He was not smashed backward. He stood his ground, his forged obsidian arms holding against the swing of a Mesozoic Scale being, his feet planted, his face fierce and unbowed!
Oh!
Seo-yeon broke into a brilliant smile and clapped her small hands together, bouncing on her toes.
"Beat her down!" she cheered. "Smash her, Mister Noah! Smash her!"
Dame Seraphine raised her brows at the cheering, annoyance across her calm features.
Then she moved faster than even Seo-yeon could follow.
She used her leg this time, her Intent wrapping around it, and she pivoted and kicked sideways, and the kick arrived before Seo-yeonโs sight had finished tracking the start of it.
BOOM!
Mister Noah was flung across the entire farm and smashed down onto a distant plot of Source Herbs, a crater blooming at the center where his body landed.
Seo-yeonโs cheers died in her throat.
"...Mister Noah!"
She took a step toward the distant crater!
โ

"Iโm okay," he said. "Really. This is just how sheโs teaching."
"It seems you can handle things a bit," she said. "So I will unleash a bit more of my Intent now, without worrying about killing you instantly with it." Her obsidian eyes held his. "Hang in there. And persevere."
BOOM!

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