The shadow rose from the dark sea, a whale head so vast it could devour the world surfaced, it roared to the sea of dark clouds above.
It roars were silent yet so powerful he felt them shake his very soul. Before he could process that a will so vast and powerful it seemed to bend the world pressed on him.
A dense sea below and a mountainous will above made him feel the world was crushing him, this was not like will suppression which merely overpowers ones will creating an illusion of pressure.
No, this was real, the will was placing a physical pressure on the world. The ocean sank for as far as his eyes could see and his scales cracked from the pressure.
He felt the sweet taste of blood on his tongue. He forced his head to rise and look at her.
The light on the golden soldiers dimmed significantly, she then waved her hand and a drop of water appeared infront of her, then another and another and another until they blotted the out sky.
