The singularity continued to pull on the surroundings, and monsters continued to fall into it. The inky black ball never ceased to stop its pull, not until Eodum cut off the flow of magic. With the magical singularity's source of energy being cut off, so did the entity's pull. Monsters in midair were flung past the blackhole, still holding the inertia they had before.
A couple of creatures that were in the middle of being consumed were dropped, their thoroughly crushed and mangled bodies leaking blood into the soil. The monsters stopped for a second, frozen out of fear. They had just witnessed this monster of a spell being cast. When it did, the monster they were all rushing after to kill had been brutally murdered, crushed under the weight of a pressure unimaginable.
Then, they had felt its pull, its gravity forcing them off their feet and into the maw of the vicious beast. The air around them shrieked as if afraid of the singularity, and that noise penetrated to the very hearts of the beasts. The black hole itself was also terrifying, light around it being distorted and changed as it too was swallowed.
Something ran below them. As they all stood there, baffled at the power spell, something ran around, slicing tendons and limbs, forcing the little resistance they could put up into the world of nonexistence. They knew there was something strong that was doing all this, something even stronger than the ape-abomination. In the end, however, they were wild beasts, and while they felt the need to kill and gain strength, they also felt the urge to survive. If they went after this beast, the monsters knew that they would never be able to gain strength again.
They ran. As best as they could, they stampeded away from the sight of the incident. Those who couldn't run or had tripped were trampled, crushed under the many feet of their many peers. In the end, only a few monsters were left, all of them with crushed limbs while on the verge of death. Them, and Eodum.
The rat went around, slicing the throats of all the monsters while on the verge of collapsing itself. It was fully healed, had full stamina and mana, but the pressure that felt like a blood vessel would pop in its brain refused to retreat.
Without warning, a portal to the void opened. Eodum was only startled for a moment before remembering that it still had the void onboard. Without a word as to not create any more strain, the void slipped off of Eodum's body, spilling out like a living liquid, and it landed into the portal with a ripple. The very last bit of it oozed out, detaching from Eodum's fur.
The pressure lessened, but not entirely gone. Better, still shit though.
Laboriously, Eodum dug out a burrow, letting its body fall into autopilot. It needed sleep, it needed rest. After that, it would decide what to do next.
*****
What. Was. That. Kali was huddling under a tree somewhere, petrified in the fetal position by fear. She rocked back and forth whilst whimpering, tears mixing with the dirt caked onto her face. She thought that she had been irrationally scared of Eodum, but after what it just did? She knew her terrors were justified.
Like a machine of death, it flew into the monsters. Bladed tentacles sprouted from its flesh as it ripped through everything in its path. Fields of purplish mana formed, and monsters were forced into the ground. She had been in one of those spells, and when it formed, it felt like her weight was crushing her.
All of this wasn't even to mention the rat's strength. Swipes of any part of the rat sent beasts flying. Bones crumbled like dust under the immense power, and the wind made from it ripped trees from the dirt. She had come too close to almost being crushed by those tentacles. Even when she hadn't been attacked, she was still roughed up by the attacks; the force used in each attack threatened to destroy everything nearby.
She needed to keep away from that thing. At all costs, she needed to avoid it. Either that, or she needed to kill it, but that wasn't possible. How strong would she have to become, how many levels did she need to gain, how much killing was necessary to reach that level? Where would she even find that many strong monsters?
… Wait.
*****
Delacs froze in place, along with some of the other stronger folks around him. At the moment, he was currently in Sedah, the place he had reported the destruction of Nomed to. He lived there as part of the Sedah army. He was currently just practicing combat, but then, unease and pressure seemed to surge through the kingdom.
The feeling wasn't very strong nor noticeable, but the stronger folks could sense it. It was the presence of a monster but multiplied, increased and empowered many times over the original. It erupted, without warning, and while everyone strong enough to sense it was preparing for battle or spreading the word, it started rapidly changing.
What started as a mix of evil slowly started taking shape as two central figures. One was strange, different from anything anyone had felt before. It was like a mix of monsters, somehow stitched and smoothened together into a blend of a monster. Unlike the presences before that was a mix of many, this felt very congruent.
The other, however, was spine chilling. It was an emptiness, a lack of anything, a forever consuming void that threatened to rip away everything that was held dear. Delacs was quite familiar with this presence. The rat-monster that he teamed up with in Nomed. Only now, it was stronger. Its essence must have also changed because the presence also had a hint of lightness to it now.
The auras came from the forest, the Forest of Kraude. Word spread and news traveled.