Separated by an entire world, the Nest's main body could not exert its full power. Yet, this rage-fueled Soul Shock still allowed Ian to feel the terror of a Level Five Insect Nest.
The tearing agony that assailed his Soul was far more profound than any physical wound.
Ian raised a hand, wiping the blood from the corner of his eye. His gaze grew even sharper.
He slowly raised his head, looking toward the Rift.
Through the twisting, expanding Rift, he could clearly see the behemoth behind it.
It was a living nest, hundreds of miles in diameter, its surface covered in constantly writhing flesh and Shells. Countless Energy veins pulsed slowly, emanating a suffocating, Level Five pressure.
It seemed to have already torn the Rift to its absolute limit.
A forelimb composed of pure biological tissue and covered in a thick, chitinous Shell was emerging from the Rift, gripping the very edge of the Esok World!
Its arrival was imminent!
