"It is..." Historia paused, unable to process what she was seeing.
Aengus scanned the vast globe of crimson energy blobs, his expression darkening as he realized what it was.
"It's some kind of womb... preparing to give birth to someone," Raizel guessed, his face turning grave.
Aengus nodded, confirming that Raizel was right on the mark.
All this chaos, suffering—all the destruction of creation—was because of this single entity?
This being was devouring life and creation itself, feeding on the very Source Powers to grow.
The mere thought was ridiculous, yet undeniably true.
But now wasn't the time to dwell on it. The womb was beginning to stir, showing clear signs of awakening.
"We have to attack it before it takes form," Aengus declared, moving to strike without hesitation.