Eros' eyes flickered about in an attempt to notice any changes; there weren't any. Still, he couldn't get rid of the feeling that something was wrong.
The clones were still chasing after him, and even though they weren't a problem he dared not slow down. However, the orb was mere meters away so nothing could go wrong.
He was wrong; everything could still go wrong—terribly wrong.
The liquid darkness in the veins began to move once again, but this time they didn't form clones of Eros.
Instead, they formed creatures of all types, from small, twitching srabbits with hollow eyes to large golems that stood much taller than Eros. Different beasts took form, and he would occasionally see a few humans although they didn't seem too powerful.
This time, they manifested in front of Eros, stopping his advance and forcing him to halt.
