Legs dangled as she sat high on the top of the pillar watching the vale below. Battles rang in the air, the sound of yelling to the suckle of void clashed causing no harmony. A poor human was stuck in a tentacle trying to free himself in the distance as Onyx nibbled on her granola bar. “Suck to be him.” She mused to the empty air beside her.
Loneliness was better than joining the masses and possibly being eaten by some old god. Up here the food was fresh and the air was crisp. Down there blood and void tainted the soil, rot and death saturated the air. Even the demonic blood infused to her own had little desire to play with the void below.
“More monsters to hang with I suppose Amisria, maybe one of them will find us irresistible give us all the wealth/love in the world.” She chuckled. “Well suppose we should report this all to bossman, I bet he knows. “
Onyx in vain squinted to see if she could see the others of her company down below. A large part of her would not be surprised if she any of them walking in the purple void themselves control the tentacles that made a meal out of the human who wailed for help.
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