The red flash of light that lit up the entire galaxy came in succession, and anytime they flashed they showed a terrible scene.
It was not of the hundreds of Abyssal Creatures being vaporized with every flash of bloody light, and not of the thousands of them that had their eyes fried by the bright light, only to grow eyes in weird places like their armpits, it was something else…
It showed a mountain of white flesh and scales bearing down with unholy hunger behind these monstrosities carried by widespread skeletal wings of bone, scales, and hardened flesh denser than Adamantite.
Vraegar came from behind the horde, his passage through space was silent as if he was a specter, and he opened his mouth wide and began to inhale.
