The Soul Flayer's shriek was cut off mid-syllable, and I felt the impact through the ground beneath my feet. The forest trembled, and the moon above flickered.
Then the paw lifted, and I saw what remained of the demon, a flattened, twitching mass of yellow eyes and tentacles, its darkness pooling around it like spilled ink. It tried to reform and pull itself together, but the forest itself seemed to resist it.
The paw vanished, and the remnants of the Soul Flayer struggled to rise. "No… why is a Heavenly Beast in your soul… What are you? An Archon… No, a Maker's experiment? Your kind are banned from this broken arc of the sky… Arggghh, this is not over yet!"
