–SCREEETTTTTTCHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
A monstrous, skin-crawling sound tore through the chaos, slicing the air with almost the same overwhelming force as the light itself. The Hollow Mother's voice had taken on a nightmarish quality, its resonance so unnatural that it seemed to bypass the ear and burrow straight into the mind.
Ray's head jerked up, his expression hardening as blood began to seep from his ears.
All around him, the dwarves halted in their tracks. Whatever they had been doing was abandoned in that instant as their eyes turned skyward. Then, one by one, they began to scream—a terrible, unending chorus—until the sound of human voices merged with the Hollow Mother's inhuman howl.
It was a sound too grotesque to be produced by any mortal throat, an unholy harmony of despair and rage that made the very air shudder as if the world itself wanted to recoil.
...Damn it… why is this happening… what am I supposed to do now?
