The ascendants, whether alive, dead, or lingering in the rift between life and death, all saw veils of light materialize before their eyes—
The Son of the Moon, laughing wildly, raised Blood Mountain without hesitation, piercing and flinging guests in his path;
Aiwass, whose eyes bloomed with flowers, severed the neck of the guest kneeling before him;
Aiwass's head, upon Sizhu's Holy Icon, smeared all the remaining Pure White into Crimson Red;
High in the sky, a white horse summoning thunder faced off across the distance against a Dragon that caused mountains to rise;
The eyes of the carnivorous white horse turned black and red, the bear pelt on its back igniting with Fiery Fire, while the Fox that once stood atop it now cowered in the corner of a wall;
A rat, grinning as it devoured the Lion King's liver, turned back to glance at the Old Dog standing in the doorway, silhouetted against the light;
