The sky above Stillis was filled with the monstrous entity, its massive tendrils reaching down like dark, twisted fingers of doom. Each tendril, thick and sinewy, pierced the ground with tremendous force, causing the earth to shake violently. The continuous tremors made it feel as if the planet itself was being torn apart, the relentless force driving deep towards the core of Stillis.
Books and Keyna stumbled through the chaos, the ground beneath them quaking with each impact of the tendrils. The once bustling city now trembled and quivered, the very foundation of their world being assaulted. Books looked around in horror as buildings swayed precariously, the stability of their structures no match for the ceaseless onslaught from above. The tremors were unending, each one more violent than the last, as if the tendrils were determined to rip the planet apart.
