"You misunderstand, young one. The Black One...have all of you so soon forgotten Her domain?" Brahma asked, posing a question for which the answer had already been known. For the one deigned to spring from that central front, both the nature of that which is and that which is-not was apparent to Him. As such, the words were largely useless, but were nonetheless said. "We forged Her [i]Mahashakti[/i] in that time; thus, it is too apparent. The Black One did not fall, but merely changed. She became That long ago, thus it was impossible for Her to fall. The Black One, that embodiment of Its stalwart march towards an unseen age, Its binding and undoing...can you truly not come to the realization? Ah, but you young ones, you have yet to reach that truth, you have yet to find the heart of your Atma, and so it is impossible. Whoever knows That becomes the universe; if the young ones wish to preside over this universe, it is pointless until they learn That." As Brahma spoke, His other three heads began to rise in volume, the overlapping voices creating a strange melody. "Very well. Know that the Black One was not defeated; She merely maintained Her domain. A child who has not reached That could never comprehend that truth. Like Her who is, was, and will be part of Us, We will maintain that domain of Ours. Unlike the Her who is Us, we will remain. In short, young ones, there is no need for concern." "We do not need violence to bring one elsewhere, We never have. For as I am Her, as She is That, it is pointless to swim against that tide. As you desire, young one, you will speak before Us, We will speak before Ourselves, and perhaps you will finally come to understand That." As He said, Brahma would not use violence. The serenade of his three reciting heads drew into a crescendo, as a single speck of light formed between himself and the child he had chosen to bring to the tribunal. Astra of He who birthed man, that which destroyed all shields and repelled all evil. Astra of spatial transference: Manava-astra. This light emanated forth like a missile, expanding to cover three beings, and nothing else. Merely Brahma, the child he had been sent with, and the child he had been sent to obtain. By the divine right of the astra, it happened in an "instant". Those three figures were whisked away, vanishing softly and silently as though they had never been present. They had been brought to the domain of the All-Father, transported there by the divine tool. The others who were there...well, if they wanted to attend the trial, they would have to make it there on their own power.