Red stared at the glowing text.
The ancient monsters of this continent had not just been wild animals. They were living vaults. The Pre-Calamity gods had shattered something incredibly dangerous, or perhaps someone, and fed the pieces to the most indestructible creatures on the planet to keep them separated.
The Void-Eater was not a glitch. It was 'The Hunger.' And by killing the Hydra and cutting open the Leviathan, Red was actively digging up the pieces of its missing code.
Down in the crater, Gorak reached out toward the dark stone. The psychic hum was growing louder, tempting the Warlord to touch the spiraling scratches.
"Gorak!" Red's voice exploded directly into the Warlord's mind with terrifying force. "Do not touch that stone!"
Gorak froze instantly, his star-iron gauntlet hovering inches from the slab.
"Lord?" Gorak asked, his mental voice tight with sudden strain.
