Ethnis: Destruction

      (The next paragraph is smeared beyond recognition by shaky handwriting, covered over by blood and tears. The only legible words are; Jo-Jo, Cordelia, and dead.)

      My flashlight is dying, I can hear the rats closing in with the darkness. If someone finds my aunts, Ripli and Traci Jadey, tell them I love them. Tell them that I’m sorry.

Signed-

Transcendent Invoker;

Nicodemus J. Jadey (Date Illegible)

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      Normally, the room displayed in the hologram would have been colorless. Gray walls with a white linoleum floor (stranger things the humans have created, but linoleum is always odd to a Feldnyi) and a navy blue strip to border the ceiling. There was nothing worth noting, just drabness.

      And yet, there was color everywhere, it was dripping from the wall, it was staining the floor. It was smeared on every surface.

      Once they began to see past the blood, the Elders’ keen eyes took in the other gruesome details of the room. One of the most notable was the lifeless shell of what might once have been a human. It was too hard to tell now, it looked like something had literally turned the poor beast inside out.

      But none of these were the real horror, these weren’t the details that made every heart skip a beat. What was so terrible, so horrible, was the lone thing standing in the middle of the room. It was a beast known as a Ra-zi and it was something almost every Elder in the room had faced once, in this very same chamber. It was the product of hundreds of years of magical experimentation, a terrible hunting machine. Alone they weren’t that destructive, their bite was mildly poisonous and, with enough effort, they were relatively easy to kill. But in force...most of the Elders had unwillingly witnessed their colleagues being hunted like prey, dying a slow agonizing death.

      Ra-zi were made from the bones of the living, and once their victims were helpless the skeleton would wrench itself from its fleshy shackles.