The light enveloping Noah finally died, and the pressure emanating from the core soon after dissipated.
Instead of focusing on Noah, both Arachne and Ailetta were admiring the newly added space. Inside, it was a room almost the same size as the original, except the entire ceiling was closed off.
There was nothing truly special about the space. No carvings, no embellishments, no visible magic lingering in the air. And yet, the two women found such a simple change to be grounding.
For Arachne, the feeling was closer to awe than understanding. She couldn't quite put into words why the room felt important, only that it did. The fact that it existed at all, shaped by Noah's will, made it difficult for her to look away.
Ailetta, however, had already moved past that initial feeling. She was already planning ahead.
She was the first to step inside. Her fingers brushed lightly along the stone wall. "This is the perfect space for Eve."
