He put her True Weavings in peril just by forcing a trace of her to come here!
Out there there were countless Dead True Sources!
Noah listened to such words as his expression flashed with a profound level of coldness.
Existence was not easy.
Weavings of Existence seemed like they were not truly all that easy to have and stabilize!
The Wheel of Existence was actually something of a rarity as outside of it, waves of countless other existences sought to enter it.
As for the reason why?
Noah was silent in contemplation, as he asked calmly.
"How long before the weavings of existence of someone with a Dead True Source collapse?"
A question he asked after some contemplation as opposite him, the figure of the Trace Will of the Great Beyonder looked towards him with a knowing gaze.
