Mykel chuckled and found it interesting that Amaryllis managed to manipulate his world. He was amused that those people in front of him could push him back that far. The power that he possessed, becoming a singularity that took him a while to get could be easily countered by the people he created.
Mykel's laughter echoed through the desolate land as he stood, his presence an imposing force amid the gathering storm. He marveled at how Amaryllis had learned to manipulate his own creation. The once unstoppable power of [Singularity] that had taken him a lot of effort to attain now seemed vulnerable in the face of those he had brought into existence.
His gaze shifted to Elena, Lyneth, Beldathiel, and Amaryllis, a complex mix of emotions surfacing within him. But the only emotion that seemed to reach the surface was his excitement.
