Jun 15 2016, 03:55 PM
There were so many of the beast, all crashing and roaring around the Orarian. It had tried to sicken them, to chase them away, but still they came. It could feel the anger of the Leviathan, and it found itself being little more than an uninvited houseguest. Knowing that danger was upon its doorstep, and that the creature called Iris that was determined to stick around had chosen the other side, the Orarian made a judgement call.
Perhaps these creatures simply wanted to destroy everything. If that was the case, it would be best to retreat and watch from a distance. With a low grumbling hiss, the large, transluent thing crept down to the dark depths, inching away with its tentacles cutting through the water. It went down and down, reaching for the hot pockets of boiling water where no land creature would dare come.
If war was here, the Orarian would learn to survive.
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