Devada scanned the surroundings, she just realized that the darkness had increased many times over. The shrieks of the devil like a chant are echoing, clawing at the black expanse that covers the earth. The invisible colonies melted under the moonlight. The whistling of the wind brings ripples of negative energy to the eardrums. Occasional hiss of Yacumama bit the atmosphere. The demonic power reached the peak. Two pairs of eyes suddenly filled with disbelief.
"Mother!" Devada's scream startled the creature that lay on the forest bark. Yacumama is no exception. The giant creature turned its head to look for the source of the sound.