Somewhere in the ice region of the ancestral world, with its large cracks and craters, Vacuros and Nyxander were standing far apart from each other, silhouetted against the desolate, snow-covered battlefield. Energy that had lain dormant in their bodies pulsed now with the fiery glow of warriors ready to stake their claim.
Their gazes locked on their shared adversary: the white-furred primordial ape. The beast, tall and monstrous, turned its piercing eyes now to one, now to the other, calculating every movement of theirs with its instincts. Every second seemed an eternity while it turned to the first, then the second.
