Horus and the rest of the Humanoids of Dark Sky watched in horror as the horror made of billions of flues in the sky began to widen its demonic maws, seemingly ready to swallow them whole. No matter how much their instincts screamed for them to act, they could not run as karmic threads connecting their bodies to the Red King kept them immobilized.
The truth was that even if they could move, none of them felt capable of resisting the devouring force of that ocean of flies. It was a feeling of utter impotence, something their victims know very well.
Just as Horus and all the aliens were about to become food for the gargantuan horror in the sky, the rainbow spiderweb shook, breaking the connection of the plasma tentacles emerging from the Red King's back.
