‘**Little mortals… scurrying, gnawing… You think yourselves heroes? The stars themselves weep for the mistake of your defiance. This realm is mine. She was mine. You… are mine.**’
It raises one jagged limb toward you, and the shifting mass of **grue and starhorrors** writhe faster, surging forward to drown you in chaos.
Lady Adula is safe… but this nightmare is far from over. Roll initiative."