Like a gracious dance partner, Aforgomon relaxed to allow Thalios to take the leader.  Choosing to contrast the starkly immense solution brought into this realm by Aforgomon, the nightmare god pursued an answer to the murderous invaders far, far tinier.  When Thalios began to put his plan in motion, Aforgomon extended its own powers of realization to aid him.  The virus, when cobbled together from the suppressed nightmares of the Urtoks, received a muted respect from the Great One.  No living thing, however majestic and powerful, lay beyond the vile clutches of sickness.  Aforgomon instinctively knew that to manifest completely in any one dimension was to risk awful demise by that world’s plagues, to which it held a certain susceptibility.  In this case, the shambler was indeed playing with fire.

In frighteningly little time, the repugnant disease had been recreated and released among the aliens to wreak havoc.  As the plague scoured all life from the space station, Aforgomon bowed its head.  Most keenly, it despised itself for having to destroy all that its kin Amgarrack held dear.  If only they had so been so stupid and bloodthirsty!  Still, the thought of the betrayal that Amgarrack would almost certainly feel stung the Great One deeply.  It committed to memory the Urtoks, pondering the nature of making and unmaking.

Shortly thereafter, a small, white shape could be seen approaching the two floating beings slowly but surely.  On closer sensory inspection, it proved to be a squirrel in a bizarre space suit, bearing in its paws a message for each of them.  With transparent digits Aforgomon took the paper, brushing its fingers across the surface like a blind man.  Anything with a consciousness in five hundred meters would suddenly realize [i]the young gods may redeem themselves yet for their beastly idiocy[/i].  Knowing that a final expenditure of effort lay in its inevitable path, the Great One accepted the artifact’s teleportation, and vanished in a radiant shower of light into the underworld to await the arrival of the band of children who would be its allies.  All Landon might see was a flash of light followed by a residual form, outlined and indistinct against the underworld's infinite dark.