She detects no horrified recognition coiling off from it. Truly a creature of a different universe.
"Many have tried," she replies dismissively. "Their efforts end in death and failure. If they are lucky."
The rumbling of the ground beneath their feet cuts short their conversing. Illyria thrusts the fragile mortal thing clear from the epicenter of activity a heartbeat before the very ground comes away beneath her shell's feet. A groaning crevice tears itself open, leaving the God-King with little time to react defensively. Her shell tumbles into the great rupture, one shell-hand clawing for a purchase against the newly hewn cliff edges.
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"Many have tried," she replies dismissively. "Their efforts end in death and failure. If they are lucky."
The rumbling of the ground beneath their feet cuts short their conversing. Illyria thrusts the fragile mortal thing clear from the epicenter of activity a heartbeat before the very ground comes away beneath her shell's feet. A groaning crevice tears itself open, leaving the God-King with little time to react defensively. Her shell tumbles into the great rupture, one shell-hand clawing for a purchase against the newly hewn cliff edges.