'They have a power beyond a Firmament on their side!'
That was the thought at the centre of Ravok's mind as he and his twelve subordinates sped through space, desperate to leave Luabos behind and deliver the news to his Master, Kellam, who at that moment was keeping Ulfur occupied at the Millennium Council Station at the centre of their cluster.
The werewolf moved as fast as physically possible, silently lamenting that he had not devoted more effort to comprehending spatial law despite his poor affinity for it.
Had he done so, he could have been moving at twice his current speed through the vacuum, heading for the side gate his Master had created when he lured Ulfur away.
Just as he passed beyond another barren galaxy, nearing a region of the universe brimming with life, a sudden wave of spatial energy erupted from below, expanding outward in an oval.
