Let's make a contract

Again the System sent a message ahead of you while the tremors only grew stronger, every second.

[You stand before the Spirit of Ouroboros, the King of the Abyss]

The message echoed as the residual dimension around him began to fracture, pieces of the environment cracking and breaking like glass under immense pressure. Strax looked around, his heart pounding as he tried to make sense of what was happening. He stood before something more vast and terrible than the Dragon.

Tiamat, until now a towering presence before him, remained still, observing with an expression that was hard to decipher what was going through the dragon's mind, something truly strange was happening.

The tremors continued, the darkness around engulfing everything, as if the abyss itself was materializing to claim its prey.

Tiamat, unlike before, was now silent, waiting, as if acknowledging the authority of the new presence.