The creature clawed itself higher, its grotesque body stitched from corpses and wires, glowing veins writhing like serpents.
Its roar shook the chamber, rattling the bones of caged prisoners.
Vorun's voice rose above the chaos, manic and triumphant.
"Do you see it?! Do you see the genius? Every tendon woven by hand, every rune carved into marrow, every nerve bound to metal! A body of perfection, stronger than dragons, hungrier than demons! My greatest masterpiece, born of intellect no god could rival!"
Raven and Siris did not move. They merely stared at the abomination, crimson eyes and icy daggers reflecting the writhing mass.
Vorun, maddened by his own brilliance, spread his arms wide. "Its heart beats to my command! Its mind exists only to obey! This is what thought creates when it sheds morality—purity of invention! Ahhh, sing for me, my Chimeric God!"
The monster shrieked.
Raven's lips curved in something that wasn't a smile.
