Standing in the middle of a desolate plaza, a creature which defied all logic was busy devouring a tower made out of flesh eating fungus and the former residents of the city. The elder (as its kind had been named by the less intelligent beings of the planet) was an amalgamation of constantly decaying flesh and tentacles, cybernetic implants and strange rune formations which pulsed in different colours while it continued to devour the pile of flesh as something entered its sphere of detection. Collecting a mass of its slithering tentacles, the elder pointed towards the general direction of the annoyances, the elder formulated its spell and prepared to erase them all, but then they completely disappeared, then a fraction of a second later some sort of projectile tore right through several buildings before tearing straight through the elder's defensive barrier, carving out a large part of its flesh.
[Good effect on target, starting the cooling cycle.]