In the dark blanket of a starry sky, a desert stretched as far as the eye could see. Dunes shifted restlessly under the bite of cold winds that ravaged the barren land.
At that moment, the space above one towering dune warped and blurred. A heartbeat later, a massive figure tore through, crashing down with such force that the dune collapsed into a flat plain of sand.
It was a draconic, wingless serpent, its body armored in scales of deep oceanic blue and midnight black. A single horn crowned its head, while its predatory face carried two abyssal eyes, eyes filled with vigilance and killing intent.
This majestic void leviathan was wounded. Scales strong enough to shrug off void decay were cracked, cut, or even dissolved in places, chunks of flesh missing.
Yet, even in this broken state, she coiled her enormous body protectively into a circle, her horned head raised high, watching for any who dared test her.
