Down below, the vampires had all stopped their chatter, heads tilting upward as the sky shifted.
Silent crimson auroras danced across the pure blue expanse, weaving like veins of living light.
Stars flickered unnaturally—some dimming to nothing, others flaring rose-pink with a pulse that felt like a distant heartbeat. The air hummed with power too vast to comprehend, a pressure that pressed against the soul, making breaths shallow and hearts stutter.
Silas felt dread coil in his gut the longer he stared, cold sweat beading on his pale skin despite the warm realm air. He turned to Raven, voice cracking slightly.
"W-what... that monster has been above us all this time?!"
Raven scoffed, arms folded tight, bloody eyes gleaming with unshakeable pride.
"What monster? That's my hubby up there, fool."
