He came up out of the tumble with both hands open and the rings reversed their spin, he was graceful like a dancer, it was a shame that only rage and desperation were on his face… still it was always a bad thing to be on the other end of the anger and desperation of one of the most powerful beings in the world, but I was built to be in a place like this.
I felt the air change before I saw anything. Every ring around him turned the other way at once and the heat went out of them, and what blasted off them instead was a cold white pressure that flattened the dust for a mile in every direction, and then the Sovereign clapped his hands together.
I felt that weird sensation again, and I realized that this was my Eldritch Perception, I had switched off all notifications when the battle became heated, but recognizing what that sensation was would aid me in the future, but it was obviously too late for what happened next.
