"HAHAHA!" There came a roar from atop the Empyrean Tusk's head, "I was just feeling hungry!"
It was Brangara, drooling out of excitement upon sensing a robustly overwhelming presence. However, he drooled only for a few seconds, as after that, the overwhelming presence capable of blanketing the horizon had simply vanished.
"You're not coming?" Brangara got up, intending to rush towards the source of the retreating presence. And then, he eyed the people gathered in the city being built nearby and then returned to a seated posture.
Slowly, he grinned, "I'll wait."
"My descendants are capable, and they'll force you to take action. And when you choose to reveal yourself…" A ravenous presence erupted out of his being, emitted in the form of a beam, getting concentrated upon the target with such precision, no one else felt his actions.
Rumble!
