I should have realized from the start that there was no way that the Pale Matron would have allowed her body to be imprisoned in this manner, but I was distracted by the arrival of the Sovereign.
Even though I was becoming used to seeing things that were larger than life, damn, in many ways, even I have become far larger than life, but you see, my size had form and functionality, and there was no way that these things that had burst out of the earth, hurling a mountain of dirt into the burning sky, were natural.
Each of the shapes kept rising higher as more of its length pulled free, a mile thick at the base, pale and glistening with the earth it had swum through. When the ninth came up, the horizon in three directions belonged to them… these freaking things were just so massive.
To his credit, Sovereign Caldus only appeared shocked for a moment before he glanced back at me. "I would assume that these demons are coming for that…" he gestured at the Caelith.
