The warrior who stood at the planet's mantle shook his head in response. He certainly knew what Roland was thinking—years of friendship and having faced an Evil God together, Joshua certainly knew the doubts in the knight's mind, and the desire he had to have it resolved.
That is why he raised both his hands, with a silver sphere appearing between them. All matter from metal, stone and half-melted magma, as well as core substances subject to massive pressure around him were hence pulled into the sphere. In three brief seconds, the thumb-sized silver sphere bloated to the size of a human head, even though the matter it had absorbed was the mass of several mountains.
"Roland, o friend—"
The warrior's voice became solemn then. Lifting the silver sphere that was shrinking rapidly, Joshua merely used Supreme-pinnacle strength, which in turn did not really compress the sphere of substance.
Even so, its density was truly frightening.
