Chrysalis

Granin stirred as the wave washed over him.

"W-was that?" Corun asked breathlessly.

"It was," the triad leader stated.

Torrina sucked in a breath, letting the shock register on her face instead of her usual stoic expression.

"This is a lot sooner than we expected," she said after calming herself. "Are you sure?"

Her teacher shot her a slightly annoyed look and she looked down. Granin snorted.

"You're too smart to ask a question like that," he scolded her, "we just got punched in the face by a wall of mana. Of course I'm sure."

"I know. I suppose I just didn't want it to happen now. I don't think I'm ready."

"Nobody is ready for what's coming. They might have spent three thousand years preparing themselves, but they still aren't ready."

At least we won't be the ones to pit ourselves against the overwhelming strength of the Ancients. I'm happy to leave that to those with far more hubris than I.

Corun warred with the sense of excitement and trepidation. World shaking events would take place, and soon. A wave the likes of which the world hadn't seen since the Time of Rending was building. It was possible the events of the past would repeat themselves, with the Ancients causing devastation on a global scale. Naturally, he was nervous.

long do you think?" he asked Granin and the old Shaper scrunched up

as we know, Yarrum is yet to wake, so it stands to reason that there are others still sleeping. That being the case, the mana level isn't high enough, but it's getting close. If I were to guess, I'd say that

He shrugged.

after that? Less than a year is my guess. If we

what it meant when the Ancients took matters into their own

it in time," Torrina said, and

person?" he said, and she thought for a moment before she shook her

eating range of an all-powerful monster. Granin imagined it may be a very moving experience, to see Yarrum with his own eyes. A creature of legend and unfathomable might, capable of smashing all the golgari had built to nothing

thought, not for long, but I'd be

of the Ancients. There would be little point keeping Granin alive,

might still be worth

That was the task laid on the founders of the cults, and we

Corun fretted,

Pangera, and a mythic monster at that. Considering where he'd started, it was a remarkable journey. In fact, recalling he hadn't even been born amongst his Colony, but in the

nothing we've ever seen before, and the next will be even worse.

vantage point high in the fortress nest below Roklu, the three had a huge range of view over the plains below. Torrina and Corun leaned forward to see what he

rampaged endlessly. As they watched, it didn't die down, it only grew worse, and worse, and worse. Larger demons began

of ash and smoke, thickened, to the point where the golgari felt their lungs burn when they breathed. Not from the smoke, but

need to create filters