How could it have known? Anders thought, How could it have known that I was going to send these last few pets of mine to escape?


    Is this war? Anders wondered, Is this what I sent those poor creatures into? Is this what awaited them on the other side of that black abyss? Horror was too weak a word todescribewhat was unfolding in front of him, inside of him. This lair was his own body, and he saw everything, felt everything. The deepest concentrations of the enemy were beyond his sight, but his own pets broke through the fog. He watched, heard, and felt every helpless cry and every agonized death. He tasted the blood in their mouths, and smelled the blood, piss and death around them.


    So this is despair... he thought.


    Kill. Escape. Never Return.


    Run. Please run, Anders begged,theres no point.