Not many times in Noah's experience of life on Cregar had someone been able to directly outrun him to the point that he saw an afterimage of their movements.
As such he felt his mind harden at that new development. Nevertheless, he felt the weight of worry more than he felt surprised about that turn of events.
So far Noah and even the avatar had made sure to keep a significant distance between them and the saint. For obvious reasons of course.
Their opponent still stood in a realm they had not touched. The whole thing could almost be considered a silly attempt at the impossible.
It was arrogance to think they could kill a being not only in the next tier but had nearly gone halfway through the whole thing.
Curses unfolded in Noah's mind as he rushed to turn right after he caught a glimpse of the saint standing before his summon.
