There was no end to them.
Doubts, memories, and fears began to invade Kane's mind. He gritted his teeth and ignored the mental attacks.
The sky above cracked again.
Something large emerged.
A shape with three heads, each one murmuring his name. Long limbs, like branches made of stitched muscle, extended toward him.
It moved slowly, but it felt heavier than the world itself.
Kane took a deep breath, and swung his sword.
Sword, O Sword,
Cut mine enemies.
A crack of light burst out. The sky itself split along the line and the creature.
Then, the sky turned over.
One moment, Kane was walking over the air.
The next, the ground tore upward, flipped, and became the sky.
Clouds bled downward like broken water, and the stars spiraled into a screaming eye that blinked only once before it dissolved into teeth.
Kane gritted his teeth and stood still.
The longer the nightmare world spent without its Pillar, the weaker its foundation became.
