As the pattern on the administrator's armor, shield, and spear changed, it took on a form completely different from any of the ones before.
Instead of just being one or two solid colors, the pattering on her equipment became a swirling massive of uniformed white and black that moved around in random ways that lacked any order.
Just looking at it for a single second Marcus felt like he was staring into an endless void that would destroy his sanity.
Using what little of his strength that remained, he averted his gaze away from the Administrator and instead looked upwards. In the sky he could see that the unbelievably powerful storm was still raging on. Occasionally he would spot the man that had invaded Mirrion conjuring thread barriers and dodging the tornados and bolts of lightning.
The Administrator paid close attention to her target and waited for him to be fully occupied before launching her attack.
