Level 10 - Holy Scrivener of Extreme Wit
Her lips pressed against the soaking flesh of the toad, and Viova's words entered her mind...
They were born before we were, and they will last, long after we die.
Swarming, never-ending, sea of teeth, muscle, and scales. They are all pervasive, all consuming, and they will destroy you. Devouring body and soul. They are hatred and fear incarnate, a punishment from the foul and incomprehensible gods.