At the center of the dead area, there was something.
As soon as Kyrian crossed the last dry trees and reached the heart of that devastated region, he finally could see clearly the core of the natural formation.
It was simple. Strangely simple. A sphere.
A gray ball, the size of a human head, partially embedded in the cracked soil.
But the simplicity of its form did not hide the terror it caused.
Kyrian stopped a few meters away. His eyes narrowed slightly.
Even without trying to sense, he could clearly perceive what was happening. A monstrous suction of energy emanated from that sphere.
It was not visible to ordinary eyes. But Kyrian could see. With his special eyes, he saw invisible threads of energy being pulled from the environment, from the soil, from the dead trees, and even from the corpses scattered through the forest.
Everything was being drained.
