The Hollow Core vibrated with the aftermath of Pestilence's death.
Down on the fleshy pillar, Lucifer stood amidst the massive piles of dead, black insects, entirely surrounded by his golden Paladin-Mechs.
But his void-swirling eyes were fixed miles above him.
Famine was moving.
The Level 80 Mythic Boss did not walk on the fleshy web. The fifty-foot-tall humanoid figure, composed entirely of swirling, pitch-black dark matter, hovered silently through the zero-gravity expanse.
It had no face, no armor, and no weapons. It was a walking, localized black hole.
[System Warning: Herald of the Apocalypse Engaged!]
[Entity: Famine, The Magic-Devourer.]
[Level: 80 - Mythic Boss]
[Status: Absorbing magical frequencies. Target: Zephyria.]
As Famine drifted closer to the floating city, the iridescent, pearl-like planetary shield of Zephyria began to violently warp.
The dark matter entity was passively eating the ambient magic holding the barrier together.
