Noah's flesh burnt as he kept his arm inside the scarlet sun. The black hole reinforced his limb with arrays of dark matter, and the parasite also did its best to help. However, the woman's spell was too strong for his abilities when they lacked the empowerment of his ambition.
Still, Noah didn't care about that pain. His focus was on his creation. His ambition empowered that feature of his existence and let it seep inside the spell's fabric.
Noah didn't want to apply simple mutations. The mere empowerment driven by his ambition wasn't enough in that situation. He desired to create something that could shatter his opponent's faith.
A few tongues of flames at the center of the sun started to abandon their scarlet color and gain dark shades. They didn't change shape, but the aura that they radiated transformed completely.