Dietrich met the ground of THE Braneworld Observable Existence at the speed of a falling verdict, and the impact was the least of what hurt!
His power had regressed. He felt it the instant he gathered himself off the broken floor, the wrongness of his own foundations, the gaps where Superbius and Infinity had been, and the horror of the measurement landed before his pride could stop it. He had nearly slipped from THE Third Scale entirely. He, Ubergulden Dietrich, Silurian Paleozoic, of one of the greatest Houses in THE Braneworld, had come within a breath of dropping to the Second Scale, hollowed of the engineered Pride that had defined him and the Infinity that had carried him, left standing on a foundation that barely held its tier.
BOOM!
Who. Who had his fucking whore of a sister bonded herself to?!
