The air hung with a chilling silence as the Divine Mother peered into the depths of Ria's amber eyes. The fur on her body was a distinct golden, with streaks of gray. Her body was surprisingly leaner and smaller than those of the ascendant homoarachnoids that they had fought. Smaller than even the infected warriors that served as the bulk of the infantry of the homoarachnoids.
The air reeked of an intoxicatingly sweet odor emanating from the Divine Mother. Yet, her presence was anything other than it.
The world around them had grown deathly silent.
As if the planet itself were terrified of making a single peep and drawing the attention of the Divine Mother.
As Ria continued to stare into the eyes of the Divine Mother, she felt a surge of hopeless despair rise up in the depths of her heart.
Not just because the Divine Mother was at a whole other level of power, unlike almost anything she had ever felt in her entire life.
