If one were to guess, one would choose Death to be the strongest of all the Primordials. She is, after all, not only death but also life — the end of it. No one could truly ever escape death, or at the very least, that is how it should be.
If one were to ask what the sound of death is, one would probably say there is none. But there is — and the sound was a quiet and low-pitched whisper.
"I knew Riri was strong, but this…
…this isn't right."
Miss Pepondosovich, Esme, and Randall were still inside Death's Domain; not even moving an inch from where they were floating—no, from where they were standing since the domain was given birth. One would think that the fight between Riley and Death would reach them, but not at all.
From their perspective, Riley and Death were just in their own world; the two, not even moving apart from each other. The two were not even fighting in the air as they swung their scythes against each other, exchanging blows as close as possible.
