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The sky shudders red.
The storm stops
. As if someone pushed the stopper of a Nexus gas lamp.
Steam rises up from around the caste-mark-crater, the creature dazedly staring skyward. "Eheheh... Such lights as y-yourselves carry still the fire..." The oft-ignored star is burning through the clouds like a brand. "Big things, small beginnings, big things, small beginnings, big things--" In an endless chant. A great teeth-sucking hiss fills the air as the rain blooms into humid fog.
Red light.envelops the city in forge glow.
And above, oh above...A great roiling sphere of fire piles away into the sky, braces it, and strange flaring hoops of red-gold light reach into the infinite. It, for this brief moment, has replaced what was once Sky and Sun and Moon and Stars. There is no end to its fire.
Such lights, says a booming voice with no more trace of child's titter,
as yourselves composed of the utmost spirit, indubitable thews. Revisiting this ground has enlightened. Despite the breaking of my shell, my will is loose as it hasn't been in eons. You are not your forebears. It pulses, too bright to look at.
There are no shadows for you to hide, no rocks to crawl under. This setback is patience. The Devil Stars are nothing but a tempered patience. A nearly inaudible laughter fills your ears. Grinds like chattering teeth.
We have come before. And I will come again. All will be seen.
There is nothing remotely human about this, but each of you can sense it staring directly into your souls.
And then someone pushes the button again, and its gone. The thunderheads and pouring rain return. So
loud. The city remains, untouched.
The constables sit nearby atop unsteady horses looking at you and this strange, sudden fog with fear. "What the hell happened?" Plume Hat shouts above the din. "You vanquished the governor and all stared up into the sky like children seeing a kite! What-what the hell is this fog?"