"Minnahithaya… do you sense him?" an elderly god asked.
The enormous creature beside him shifted, and lightning crawled along a body that stretched far into the darkness. Minnahithaya resembled an eel, though no ocean could have contained him. His long, sinuous body coiled between the drifting fragments of the shattered world, silver-blue scales flashing whenever the currents beneath them grew too bright. Each slow movement sent thunder rolling through the void, carried by the power of the Dao he commanded.
Two pale eyes opened near the front of his narrow head. They were larger than the fragments passing before them, and the elderly god waited while Minnahithaya extended his senses. Threads of lightning spread from the eel's whiskers, branching through the surrounding space in search of a familiar trace.
"He was here."
