A long time ago I stumbled upon a nest of desert leeches. If you've never seen one, they’re disgusting little things. They nest on the ceilings of caves and that’s where their young hatch. The babies hung to the roof waiting for someone to pass underneath. Then they rain down on you, attach themselves to any exposed flesh and feeding on your life energy. When you find yourself under a nest, the first thing you feel is anger. “How could I be so stupid as to walk into a cave and not look up?” And then the horror hits you, dragging your guts down to the ground, turning your arms and legs to water, making your spirit clench like a fist. It’s the worst feeling you can imagine. And it’s how I was feeling right now as I watched the thing that had wiped out my people, manifesting itself on the surface of Spherus Magna. It was bellowing its triumph in my head. I could hear it shout its name “Annona” as it exulted in being free after so many years underground. And it only stayed hidden out fear of the Great Beings and last time I checked, no Great Beings were around. This wasn’t good news. I looked at my two companions. Telluris was never a picture of sanity to begin with and this experience was close to rendering him catatonic. Metus was a greedy, backstabbing crook who’d been turned into a snake by this Mata Nui guy with a magic sword or some such thing. Now he was back walking on two legs, not sure how. “What are we standing here for?” he was saying “we need to run away.” I shook my head. “Run where? Do you really think there’s anywhere this thing couldn’t follow? All we would do is wear ourselves out and make things easier for it.” “I’ll get my Skopio” Telluris babbled, referring to the war machine he built from scratch a while back, “that, that will save us.”
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