The local planetary forces, watching helplessly from their command center, felt a palpable sense of dread. Instruments flickered, and the atmosphere itself quivered in response to the impending cataclysm.
The charging process escalated, unleashing a gravitational force that distorted the orbits of nearby celestial bodies. The shockwaves rippled through the void, and the local planetary forces could see the fragile balance of the cosmos disrupted by the malevolent intent of the demonic weapon.
Francus and Grigor, still perched on the wreckage of the fallen cargo ship, stared in disbelief at the unfolding horror. The expression on Francus' face contorted with a mixture of rage and despair, his one eye burning with intensity. Grigor, his usually grizzled features now etched with profound concern, struggled to comprehend the magnitude of the impending disaster.