The power radiating from the red sun was staggering—waves of psychic energy pulsed in every direction, so dense and forceful that they could have easily ignited the very air. Yet, instead of destruction, these emanations brought strength, sustenance, and renewal. It was as though the blazing star existed not to consume but to nurture.
Surrounding the sun were four figures, each suspended in the sky like guardians of the celestial flame. To the right sat a small golden-yellow cat. To the left floated a young woman, serene yet exuding lethal grace. Above hovered a massive white werewolf, and below coiled a fire dragon. Each being absorbed the endless streams of energy, strengthening not only their bodies but their souls and the Depravita Moons that marked their existence.
