HIS REJECTED GODDESS
Its body was a shifting, fluid mass of liquid fire and grinding tectonic rock, completely devoid of eyes or a mouth.
It didn't roar. It vibrated. A horrific, dissonant screech of grinding stone that ripped through the air, completely separate from the steady, rhythmic pulse of our tether.
The people in the plaza screamed, a massive, localized wave of pure terror crashing into Valerius’s grid.
I didn't step back.
I unclasped my heavy black duster, letting it fall to the burning cobblestones.
Elias, I transmitted, my psychic voice cold as ice as the Magma-Beast pulled its massive, molten torso out of the crater, rearing up thirty feet into the twilight sky. Tell Cord to forge weapons. Not tuni
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