1911. Cracks
Noah saw the injuries that he had just healed opening again. His body was too weak to remain unaffected after a frontal clash with a middle tier creature. His destruction weakened the storms that fell on him, but the impact still flung him downward and covered his body with wounds.
Storms crumbled as Noah's consciousness continued to destroy the winds and force their energy to flow toward his descending figure. The impact and the fall didn't affect his awareness and concentration, so he healed as he struggled to disperse his momentum.
A vast tunnel that the storms didn't hesitate to fill formed between Noah and the brown avatar. The empty areas could only last for a few instants after his consciousness left them, but Noah couldn't fail to see how his opponent stretched its massive arm toward him.