Phasing out of death clouds, flickering into the void
Back to the sphere of safety, silence the odds of exploit
Deploy phantasmal images to snare spells from Noctai and Tyria's forces of despair
Alert, a caustic caterpillar found its way inside
Break asunder
We must escape to the wilds, flicker to another plane quickly
Deprived all their tricks, crumble the vestige, crash to a planet to settle the wreckage
Canopy spiders, reaching up high
Straggling mothlords, fall from the sky
Glittering strands of a complex web, catching broken wings
And flesh scraps of machines
Crawl...
Legs...
Spiders' webs
Breached hull, cantrip for a sentinel
Voices of resurgence reach before they eat
Protection from the green terrors until...
Eight legs of steel
Spin massive webs
Of whispersilk
(Centuries ago, Servym ordered the expedition of the Scry to seek primitive worlds for...)