An endless obsidian chain was connected to its head as it stretched upwards towards the latter Gradations of Extremity!
Its eerie and shockingly robust visage wades across the waters of the Sixth Gradation of Extremity as if it were looking for something.
For someone.
Its eyes were just as sharp as when it scoured the more advanced Gradations, with the knowledge within its intent telling it that the Insurgent they were looking for should be within these advanced Gradations for it to be capable doing what it was currently doing!
But the Eighth and Seventh Gradation of Extremity has no anomalies out of sorts.
And now the Sixth Gradation…
This entity had arrived towards its preliminary low stage as its eyes buzzed with distaste.