The sky opened up, dark clouds circling about as a pillar of light slammed through the red, pulsating orb in the sky, scattering its remains about the city, allowing the woman to finally shed her cloak and reveal her leotard and scale-bound body with a sly smile. Though she was but one of the first omens to the end of the world, a familiar confidence filled her soul as she twirled her dark and long hair about a finger as she resurrected Galand then and there beside her from his chitinous head, a massive body began to erupt and regenerate from the neck.

“I am Chaos Melascula. King Arthur has lent us his power…”