Far away in the void, the Void Devouring Dragon finally forced its massive body to stop tumbling. Dark energy leaked from the deep cracks across its face and neck where the first slap had landed, trailing behind it like a bloody comet of pure consumption. Dimensional tears flickered open and closed along its scales as the Principle of Devour worked desperately to repair the damage, pulling in whatever residual energy drifted through the empty space. Its golden eyes were wide with shock and a rising fear it had almost never felt in its long life.
That single slap injured me more than the fight with that damned chicken, it thought again, still struggling to accept the reality. What kind of monster did I run into?
