[The progression of Doom Factor 2 has been unceremoniously halted!]
'It's frozen…' thought Skullius as the notification flashed before his eyes. It was unneeded. From the instant he saw that flash of green, how it wove around the red thread, emitting sparks of what might have been a chill, he knew exactly what DRADPAS had done.
"…"
Skullius had none, indeed. Even if he had several reasons for why he didn't want to accept the task, he wouldn't have been able to speak of them because of shock and a plethora of other emotions and thoughts. It was a blessing that his thought phantoms were now restricted to the War Body, otherwise, he might have gone mad from their yammering.
Of course, the Primeval Deities were capable of something like this!
Of course, they could undermine the devious machinations of High-Liches so effortlessly!
Of course…
