The brightness of the world was partly drowned in the wake of the great suction, and Baddan, who was closest to the tiny dark ball was the one who felt its might best.
What had spawned before him didn't pull apart the inanimate objects close to him, or gouge out everything in sight in order to satiate a bottomless appetite.
No.
He felt something deep within him get drawn out, something he apparently couldn't defend entirely with his Nitros perhaps because it stood separate from what he was allowed to protect according to the sucking sucker before him, or because Dander was just much stronger.
His emotions....
They were getting pulled on!
Baddan felt a mixture of rage, delight, happiness sorrow, despair, relief, indifference – just to mention a few – all at the same time surface within him.
'Is this really...' he thought with great difficulty, '...a Majestic Territory?'
Indeed it was so.