Red opened his eyes. The dark expanse of the Void was exactly as he had left it. He sat up, tossed the pillow aside, and tapped the master console. The holographic screens flared to life, casting a crimson and violet glow across his throne.
Before he checked on his own exhausted army, Red opened the cartography table to monitor the vassal gods.
He zoomed in on the eastern ridges. Down in Oros's territory, the massive Crag-Goliaths were already breaking their backs. They used thick stone chains and pure brute strength to haul the first loose fragments of the Fossilized Leviathan out of the ash. It was agonizingly slow work, but they were moving tons of bone.
