THE Living Emotive said such terrifying words.
THE Living Elemental looked at her with icy and flaming eyes simultaneously.
But he did not respond.
Because what could he say?
This entire time, the calm figure of THE Primordial Chaos looked between the two of them as if he was watching children bickering.
"THE Youngest killed that tiny Absolute..."
His voice came measured and thoughtful.
"Before they grasped Absolute themselves."
He paused.
"But when it comes to whether he has the capability to collapse any Absolutes similar to the little Weavers..."
His shifting features settled into something resembling certainty.
"He is not there yet."
...!
These words were heavy!
THE Living Emotive instantly turned toward THE Primordial Chaos.
Her body slid up behind him, arms wrapping around his massive form in an embrace that should have been impossible given their size difference. She whispered in his ear with the intimacy of a conspirator sharing secrets.
"Big guy, what did you find out? Can you share with us?"
Her voice dripped with curiosity and hunger for information.
THE Primordial Chaos was unbothered by the actions of THE Living Emotive.
He simply waved his hands.
And in the next moment, a massive illusory screen appeared above them.
It played out events that had occurred in a distant Palaestra within THE Agora of Primordial Judgment.
It showed THE Weavers and Osmont.
It showed Osmont... presenting them with a beating Heart!
The scene played out in perfect clarity. THE Weavers grasping for the Grimoire and Heart. Their euphoria. Their screams. Their collapse.
THE Primordial Chaos’s expression billowed with endless obsidian Weavings of Chaos as he spoke.
"If you do not want to face an early collapse from the hands of THE Youngest... just leave his Heart alone for now."
His voice held warning.
"He was able to grasp The First Tongue for a reason."
His shifting features darkened.
"THE Weavers did not have that reason. And they tried to do the same."
Contempt entered his tone.
"They read countless fates. And yet they were foolish enough not to know what would happen?"
He shook his head.
"It is a waste for any Absolute to fall, but..."
A glorious and grand expression flashed across the eyes of THE Primordial Chaos!
"Chaos is rising now and gaining an edge. While this entire time, Paradox and Existence have been seeking supremacy."
His smile became something vast and terrible.
"With the collapse of the first Absolute... hmmm."
He hummed to himself with satisfaction that made the air around them vibrate with disorder.
Emotive and Elemental could not take their eyes away from the events playing out on the illusory screen!
---
At this same time, and even actually in the same place.
She and THE First Hunger had just arrived in Alfheimr!

"I can’t..."
"What is that?"
"That is the sign of collapse of an Absolute."
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