A flicker of realization, sharp and cold, passed through Elizabeth's eyes. The pieces of the puzzle were clicking into place, forming a picture of immense power and immense risk.
"The Earthen authority you demonstrated yesterday..." she whispered, her voice a breath of awe and apprehension, "...the way the ground itself seemed to obey your very heartbeat..."
"It was partial," Rex interrupted, his voice cutting through her wonder like a blade.
He didn't allow her to romanticize the power; he demanded she understand its limitations. "What a partial integration produces is a shadow of the full designation's true capacity."
'It is a fraction of the godhead. That is why Tremor was able to wield it with such devastating, tectonic scale... and why I was only able to manifest the level you witnessed at the end."
He let the silence hang between them, heavy and thick with the implication of what he was truly becoming and the terrifying scale of the power he was still struggling to cage.
