The halls of THE Terminus Citadel ran obsidian-gold, every surface carrying the Mortis Cause light through its geometric seams with the abundance of a Cause that had stopped distinguishing between the material it moved through and the material it was.
Noah floated through them behind Evangelina's delegation and watched.
The outer halls were populated with Ordovician Paleozoic Scale Gilded Ones attending to the administrative functions of a facility in active use, their auras pressing against his perception in accumulated weight rather than individual intensity. Deeper in, distributed through the secondary corridors in clusters of two and three, the Silurian Paleozoic Scale Gilded Ones appeared.
Too many.
