The flood of slithering, hungry flesh collided with the vanguard of the Shadow Legion.
A vast swath of the beautiful plaza exploded into a cloud of stone shards, then was restored to pristine condition, then was destroyed again.
The fallen immortals each possessed the power of a Great One, bending the very fabric of the world with their profane will. However, the enemies they faced were not weak, either — there, at the forefront of the great battle formation, the shades of the Black Millipedes and the Ember Queen flowed forward like a dark tide, unleashing their fury upon the abominable fiends.
The millipedes were connected to the Puppeteer through the ethereal strands of black silk, and through the Puppeteer to Sunny.
Suddenly, he could sense and command numerous monstrous, segmented bodies. Sunny had a myriad of sharp legs and a myriad of even sharper mandibles, using them to rip and tear the flesh of the immortal swarm to shreds.
