Descending from the now cloudy sky was a monster that struck complete and utter fear into Arthur. It made his body uncontrollably shake. This feeling was much more intense than the first time Amygdala trapped him in those torturous nightmares. Even the black deer paled in comparison to what he was witnessing before his eyes. Countless huge wriggling tentacles were coming from the sky, each tentacle possessing many large yellow pupils and dark split-irised eyes that were much larger than Arthur, sizing even greater than the large ship he was currently on.
