Zadok saw the writhing ball of red energy emerge from an unseen rift and was horrified as it sucked up sand, stone and air alike, its raw destructive power making it seem unstoppable. Zadok had not forgotten the Ripper- in fact, he still vividly remembered the moments in which the Ripper was created. The contingency the Weaver had developed, and the violent retaliation by the threads he was supposed to guard, haunted him. The Weaver was gone, leaving only hatred and destruction. Zadok feared for his safety, so he stayed at a distance, but he also feared for the safety of this world. He knew not if it had any defence against the likes of the Ripper, or if any defence could possibly be made once it built up its power.

He was almost relieved when it streaked up into space, but as his eyes followed the red light Zadok realised the Ripper's destination. [i]He's going to eat the sun![/i] Maintaining his distance, Zadok ascended rapidly, following the Ripper and approaching space.