Sequestered and choked, they've gone for the throat, spiders and worms convoked Servym is dead
Mothlords stave off, into the bog, the Sallow Moth casts a blinding fog
Glimpse the unthinkable, retraced the imprint from an erratic portal
Glimpse the unthinkable, powerful auras cast out a signal
The descendants and natives evaporate by photolysis, every crawler's movement dampened by a silkbinding matrix
A circuitous discovery with unexpected results, an auspicious proclivity, soon to engulf
A golden glow in Cocoon Subject Zero, their power overflows, Tyria is next
Glimpse the unthinkable, the Mothlords from home sense a power unheard of
Glimpse the unthinkable, Moss Deceptiva has scried the fog from afar
Approach
Fog settling, no human life remaining
Confusion increasing, surviving Mothlords fleeing
Blinded with newfound power
Cryptic command
A cyclonic rift emanating from its core
An aether mutation set in stone to make way for a battleground
Plague Engineers arrive, Noctai and Tyria in sight
A feeling of dread washes over them as they see Servym's head, but no evidence of other death
Only the aura of the Sallow Moth shows itself
A serene sunset of omens
Prismatic in certainty
Descent of the engineer's plague
Unfazed
Veil of Summer
Transcendent
A mesmeric orb
Exhausting all opposition
A merciless eviction
Splitter of heavens
The grand extraction
A glory so barren
Cocoon liberated