What they saw was disturbing beyond expectation. Beneath the shattered grandeur of the Gravebringer, beneath the stolen time power, the golden and black armor, and the colossal body that had dominated the skies, there was something obscene and wrong.
Curled in on itself was a malformed, fetus-like creature. Its body looked like exposed reddish and dark flesh, glossy like raw meat.
Tentacles replaced what should have been a mouth and nose, twitching weakly as if searching for air. Its head was elongated, stretched unnaturally, and even though it was still enormous by mortal standards, it was nothing compared to Zerathul's former towering form before this.
It looked fragile, pathetic, and wrong.
For several moments, Erend, Eccar, and Aesa simply stared at it.
Their Dragon bodies hovered in the air, wings beating slowly. Their minds were momentarily unable to process the sight.
