<Snipped quote by Tank O The Lake>
I'm through playing. I'm finishing you all off at together.
<Snipped quote by Source>
*The purple seems to be changing to more of a blue, and the more you attack it now, the more actively it seems to sap from you. Space itself is modulates around me, mimicking an aura as it becomes more heavily Outside than Existence*
Oooh, this is good.*I reach one hand into the aura. It comes back rotten and skeletal. Yet still, the fingers move, though there it nothing to move them. I reach in once more, pulling out with no hand at all, but a wisp of shadowy smoke closely resembling one in shape.*
Nemid, anathema of Existence, destroyer of worlds, and- I'm just making this up. Tsk, tsk, tsk. What are we going to do about you? You forget, we are the epitome of resilience. Even if matter cannot exist here...
*I grab a Vampyr and hurl him, screeching, into the void. He comes back a shadowy, phantom creature with two glowing points of white light for eyes.*
Life finds a way.