'Where am I?' Torq found himself in the blankness of the void, unable to move for a while. He seemed to float aimlessly for an eternity before something hard touched his feet, causing him to land on the floor.
And then, he turned around, noticing the battle between two behemoths.
One was a creature with 800-metre-long arms, spanning a height over a kilometre. Its eight arms flailed around in breathtaking flashes, launching projectiles with enough kinetic energy to generate minor nuclear fission across the projectile path.
A glance at it, and Torq recognised the entity, 'The Royal Zinger!'
Then, his eyes grew wide as he observed the entity that was deftly evading such breathtaking throws, amidst the scattering of a flurry of feathers. One such feather drifted through the void, 'Celestial Rotocok!'
In horror, he watched one feather slip through the Royal Zinger's defences and land on its shoulder. And then, the arm got separated from the body.
