Flames of Commandment!

{Commandment}

In clear gold, these words were slowly etched with Noah's index finger as the essence of a vibrant Nomological Edict permeated throughout, the Runic Ecriture released waves of power as Noah's voice echoed out in response to it!

"A contract with the binding power of a malleable GREATER Edict…with it, the issue of trust becomes a thing of the past as all there is left is for each one of us to achieve what we want."

"..."

In a calm fashion, the Runic Ecriture of {Commandment} flowed between their two galaxy sized bodies, Noah eyes remaining locked onto the wild and ancient looking human form of Hyperion as his silver white hair danced wildly on his shoulders, his eyes carrying innumerable lights as he gazed towards Noah coldly.