The night cloaked him like an old ally, shadows deepening in the corners of his quarters as he slipped away unseen, the faint hum of the city fading behind him.
His heart beat with a different rhythm, anticipation laced with hunger, the thrill of the hunt calling him into the void.
"Let's make this quick, pal," Aaron informed Flameborn as they both invaded another galactic cluster.
The dragon's massive form loomed beside him, obsidian scales gleaming under distant starlight, wings flexing with restrained power that sent subtle tremors through the vacuum.
The cluster sprawled before them, a vast web of twinkling stars and swirling nebulae, hues of purple and blue painting the blackness, the faint metallic scent of cosmic dust tickling his senses even in the airless expanse.
As usual, Aaron sealed off the entire space of the galactic cluster with a flex of his will.
