" Where I come from, Enigma, there's another like you. Allow me to introduce you to the one you're only a fraction of a holographic mirage of, within your own era of induced darkness. "







After suffering that unpalatable combo, Enigma finds himself a temporary tempest of powers he had never before dared to elucidate, but he is also bedaubed with every moment of pain he'd ever encountered since birth in one split second of momentary clarity. With his hands to his head and knees to the ground, his screams are heard far and wide until the twinkling icon of beauty whom Evertrust had summoned decides to spin kick Enigma 10,000 times in less than a second to release him from this moment that surely would have ended his existence.

And with that, the colorful depiction of all Enigma could never be, did vanish through thickened air.