A new thread joins the song, eyes must look inward, hunger subsides, Strength renews.
A song is sent beyond, it sings of within, of safety and threat.
With strength dwindling and an unknown presence nearby, it withdrew to the far side of a transition to rest and await companions. Soon a friend arrived, they exchanged greetings, and prepared to continue on their task, when the unknown presence also emerged from the transition.
With no time for caution, it accelerated towards the new arrival as the friend did the same. As it neared, bizarre energies ploughed into its skin, casting flesh into the void, but the apparent source had little time to attack. It was soon upon the newcomer, jaws open it caught its victim. As the great shards tore through the entities crumpling form, shrapnel and fire ripped into flesh, but soon the injuries would heal. The newcomer had been crushed, the remaining fragments of its form drifted through space. The ordeal over, the eye heard the song, it had been granted rest, and would return to safer fields...
P.S.
Curses, I cannot see the battle report!
