StormHawk

Seth's head suddenly throbbed as he staggered back, falling to a knee.

Blood seeped from his nose, staining the snow beneath him, but his focus was on the pulsing egg lying in the center of the cavern.

The pale snow-white surface of the egg shimmered, veins of deep crimson light spider-webbing across its shell.

A low hum resonated in the air, vibrating through Seth's bones.

His body gave way to a mix of wariness and curiosity as the egg cracked with a sharp snap.

"Zera," Seth rasped, tightening his grip.

"What's happening?"

[It's hatching,] Zera's calm voice echoed in his mind, tinged with a hint of satisfaction.

This was the first he had experienced the Dungeon summon an unborn creature.

Before Seth could ask what that meant, the egg shattered.

Pieces of the shell floated midair, disintegrating into glowing motes of mana that coalesced into a swirling vortex.