The Unraveling - It Burns

The goings on around Boreas and Auster had not gone ignored by him. Medusa had mentioned word of some weird ass shit going on, but he didn't know how much stock to put into her words until he saw it for himself. So when he took off to see for himself, he ended up caught in the crossfire of something Hellish. A place he'd never seen before, with a creature he had never seen before. A giant, fiery worm had erupted from the ground, burning nearby things to a crisp. Crimson gaze went wide. In all his years, never had he seen such a thing. It was like something straight from the deepest, darkest parts of a nightmare.

There were a shit ton of others already gathered, trying to fight it. Throwing things at it. Most of them were from the Raiders....great. He had considered returning there recently, but he hadn't anticipated seeing so many of them here and now potentially having to save some of their asses. Leave it to a Raider to get themselves almost killed. Alas, what could he do? Leave them to their own devices and pretend like he didn't see anything? Nah. Well he could...but would he? Despite his inner conflict about it, he respected Gil and Modesty a little too much to let this be.

So with that, the older male slipped closer, and hopefully, just out of reach as he considered what he should do. The worm flailed and screeched a terrible sound, rattling his senses. Baring his teeth, he could feel that flicker of darkness within his mind. "Let's have some fun, shall we?" Crimson gaze narrowed as he prepared to leap for what he could reach before he caught sight of Bellamy. What was she doing here!? While they had their longstanding conflict with each other, he decided now wasn't the best time to engage with her, no. He had a worm to...fight...or something. Running forward, he kicked a flame laden rock toward the worm, hopefully punting it into an eyeball though he wasn't sure if it had any. Continuing his pursuit forward, he leaped in an effort to grab whatever strange appendage it might have with the goal of dragging it downward and bringing it to its metaphorical knees.

"Speech"