You'll Only Die Tired.

Nothing could ever prepare the mind of a mortal to see something that fundamentally broke their idea of reality. Something that was this massive should not even exist!

How powerful would their frame have to be to support a weight over tens of thousands of tons and beyond, the hundreds of tiny red eyes on the face of the Akhuril seemed to be looking at every single direction with a depraved lust.

The body of the great beast began to undulate, as ripples like waves began spreading on its red armored shell that seemed impossible given the solid armor-like nature of its shell, but Augustus knew that the armor of the Akhuril was made up of trillions of six-foot chitinous plates that were as hard as Davross.