The colossal, shifting monolith standing at the absolute centre of the Temple of Forgotten Kings was a structural nightmare. It pulsed with a horrifying, entropic anti light that actively consumed the air within the subterranean plaza. The jagged black stone rotated on a completely silent axis, projecting a crushing, immense gravitational pressure that sought to grind all terrestrial ambition into dust. It was the physical engine of the Void Echo, the mechanism attempting to erase the Chaos Demon monolith from the annals of human history.
Boss Solis stood entirely unaffected by the crushing pressure. The King of the Underworld crossed his massive arms over his chest, his silver grey eyes locked onto the shifting structure. He possessed the raw, primordial strength to tear steel bulkheads apart with his bare hands, but he waited patiently for the command of his Consort. He knew that brute force was not the appropriate weapon for an intellectual siege.
