Two beings of tremendous authority clashing in ways that would reshape the regions around them.
THE Creature, who was old by the standards of complex life but young by THE Beholder's measure. Horus, that Primordial Architect whose eyes had branded countless beings with crimson insignias of servitude. Their conflict would determine much about the current age, would establish hierarchies and eliminate possibilities and matter tremendously to everyone invested in the outcomes of such things.
THE Beholder turned his gaze away from that fight and did nothing.
He was only an observer. If he stared for too long, beings like Horus at THE Second Scale of Existence might sense his attention. And with how simple-minded such creatures were despite their power, they would want to know everything regarding him.
