Nakatsukuni's deepest reaches.
Erwin stood before the structure where Sadakar resided, his beggar-like attire seeming almost offensive against the refined architecture surrounding him. Moloch floated beside him, golden plates spinning with consideration.
Both of them had paused before the doorway where Sabayne and Ba'alzan sat guard, their attention directed not at the entrance but upward toward the sky that stretched above this hidden domain.
The broadcast had been dispersed.
Grimvault had shattered the illusory screens that had been displaying his confrontation across Observable Existence, denying most beings the ability to witness what had occurred in THE Wastes. Very few possessed the capability to observe through such disruption. Very few could pierce the veil that a Calymmian Tier Primordial Architect had thrown across the event.
Moloch was one of them. His nature as a Singular Cognizance granted perception that others couldn't imagine.
And Erwin was another.
