[b]The Lake of Flesh[/b]

The Midnight Fog was a dead zone for all types of energies, trapping and containing them within its supernatural stasis field, lost within the mysterious blue cloud. Psychic energy amounted to little more than electromagnetic waves emitted from the brain, and were as such subject to the Fog's influence. Not even Singar could circumvent this fact, thus explaining the aperture he had created that allowed his psychic voice to reach the duo and deliver his vitriolic message. The moment Amph attempted to breach the Fog, an infinitesimally small region of it became luminous with faint sparks of captured psionic discharge, dimmed out, and returned to its normal dark color.

Singar witnessed this and scoffed silently, his grin fading as he observed the ephemeral light show, slowly closing his eyes as he breathed out through his nose, completely unsurprised by Amph's ignorance.

Then came the Sharkborg's blaring roar, and Corruptor immediately deafened his senses, his pale face scrunching together into an agitated scowl as he witnessed the Midnight Fog suddenly start to disperse. He watched with a vague sense of intrigue, though mostly annoyance, viewing Megalodon's battle with Agron and Sarach as massive dueling shadows through the fog's veil.

Sarach wrapped its serpentine body around Megalodon's frame as they fell, holding the beast close to it and constricting with all its might as the ground came closer. It would [i]not[/i] be made into sustenance for the Sharkborg, as Agron had assured with its flaming blue aura that had been radiating off its dusty form since the moment it emerged from the desert. Both Amph and Megalodon would feel their brains being pummeled with wave after wave of psychic force. It was the spiritual equivalent of being hit in the head by a sledgehammer, and continued endlessly throughout their journey toward Soran's surface.

Just before impact, the swirling cloud reached out and touched the soil, quickly spreading its influence down through the terrain, superheating as well softening it to the point that it was able to absorb the impact, reducing the damage down to a mere rattling of Liaita's surface had it not acted to protect to guard the world that was its home, the preservation of the Entropic Passages being merely serendipitous. The sub-terrain rapidly grassy terrain split loose and toppled over, exposing the rapidly melting subterrain that was quickly turning into a molten pool that was under Agron's total control. The battle between the monsters would not stop escalating here, however, for just as quickly as Agron had softened the ground to protect the continent from harm, so too did the elemental shape-shifter melt the region around them, reducing everything to a molten pool which closed up around Megalodon. At that point the pool started to compact around itself, seeking to crush the Shark as well as the little fishbowl containing Amphiprininae by bonding to its glass surface and breaking it apart.

Meanwhile, something else seemed to be moving through the soil, emanating a pine green glow as it neared the conflict. Though Amph and Megalodon may not have realized it at the time, had either of them bothered to look down when they arrived, they would have seen the fleshy extensions that had been ravaging Liaita's east coast, stemming from the Lake of Flesh itself. He had been rendered exhausted from the carnage of a previous battle, and this disturbance in his sleep only served to agitate him. Thane's gruesome experiences within the Circle of Gluttony, his strange encounter with the black shadow on his way to Colossus, the betrayal of the Val'gara by [i]the Collective[/i], and that bastard chimpanzee trying to interfere with his attempts at rebuilding the family - HIS family - which were now in shambles had all taken their toll on the Stalker's mind.

He just couldn't control his rage any longer.

The flesh growth burrowed through dirt and rocks, moving under and over the warzone the trio fought within, forming giant artificial hands which wrapped themselves around the section of unmelted land that surrounded molten pool and began dragging the entire mass toward the Lake of Flesh.