The colossal purple eye dominated the heavens.
It was hundreds of miles wide. It was a jagged tear in the fabric of reality that replaced the starry night sky.
The swirling pitch-black iris stared directly down at the floating city of Zephyria.
The violent purple fire rimming the eyelid burned with enough heat to boil the upper atmosphere.
Lucifer stood on the high balcony of the central keep. He did not step back.
He rested his iron gauntlets on the cold stone railing. The Heart of Ruin pulsed frantically at his hip. It sensed the apocalyptic volume of death magic bleeding through the dimensional fissure.
[System Warning: Planar Barrier Collapsed.]
[Global Event Initiated: The Abyssal Invasion.]
[Danger Level: Absolute Annihilation.]
"It is looking right at us," Elara whispered.
The Valkyrie stood at Lucifer's side. Her Twilight wings were completely rigid. Her golden eyes were wide and reflected the bruised-purple fire of the cosmic horror above them.
