Cain's brows twitched.
The feeling of deep unease in his soul had morphed into genuine fear.
'What is this feeling?'
He glanced up.
Suspended in the air was an enormous unholy entity created of blood and shadows. A spell that could only be crafted from the darkest of hearts.
He trembled slightly,
'What a monster she is.'
The body of the Ant Queen was trapped within this thing. With her defenses, Cain could only assume the outcome even if she focused all her energy into not being punctured to death.
Regardless, however frightening this strange apparition of magic was, it held no candle to what was swirling in the skies directly above it.
The dark world had become even darker.
The grey clouds were swirling violently.
Nearby trees were being ripped from their roots and turned into sawdust as they were swallowing by the crushing torrents of wind.
The beasts on the ground and in the air struggled to maintain their balance against this storm.
