Now I know this cataclysmic event wrapped in blubber, and death is after me. My mind races to what I could have possibly done to deserve this, but I don’t have time as the Cosmic Swaller's eyes move back to the rock. Beams blast into his face as the people below fight for their lives. I can’t tell if it’s hurt, but I can tell it's annoyed.

  The Swaller's attention is no longer on me, but the flies buzzing in its face.

  “What the plan?” Emanuel asks, terrified of whatever I respond with.

  “I don’t know why, but the Cosmic Swaller is after me. We need to get its attention.” I reply, heading to the front of the ship.

  “Is it safe to say you have a plan?” he asks. I rock my hand side to side in the air, signaling that I have a concept of a plan. This is a weak stance, but I have faith that he will go along.

  “Just get the ship far from the colony. I got the rest.“ He listens as I feel the ship turn as he hits the engine. I make it to the front of the vessel.

  The conflicting gravitational fields collide as the Swaller enters the colony’s space. They pull on each other. The colony tilts but is winning because it is larger than the Swaller, but people are affected. The laser Fire continues, but the aim is off, as many are missing their target.

  I remember when I first felt the Swaller hunting me down. It was when I was feeling the Life Vein of the colony. Its potentess with the Source was diffrent from anything I have ever felt. Inside it was a frequency, a humming that connected to me. I felt it in my being. This hum differed from anything I had ever heard or felt, yet the second I noticed it, it felt right. It was as if this was something I had with me the whole time but never knew.

  The second thing was the connection to the universe. The hum acted as a call to everyone, and then everything responded. It was similar to how I sent my slime as a tether to the camp surroundings. This frequency connects the universe. It was first here that I felt the sensation of the Cosmic Swaller trying to find me. It was using the same method to track me down.

  Why, though? My only interaction with one was when it destroyed the ship I was on. Did I hurt one before? Maybe we entered its territory, and it's hunting me down as the last survivor.

  Those thoughts are just distractions. My mind shifts to whats infront of us. I focus on the hum as i know this can be how I get its attention.

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  My mind melds with the universe around me. I manipulate the magical energy inside me with that memory in mind. I may not be skilled in magic, but I know how to morph my body. I remember the signal, and I let out a pulse of the Source out of my body. The Swaller doesn’t react. I try again, and nothing.

  My body feels weak as I crave that energy, but morphing it and expelling it takes a lot out of me. Still, those people below continue to fight at the sight of certain death. The call needs to be bigger and louder.

  Without air, sound can’t travel, but what if we use the Source to create sound waves? I can use the hum I am trying to replicate to get the Cosmic Swaller’s attention.

  I reach for the universe, grabbing as many nodes of magical energy as I can. The more I pull, the more I inflate. I swallow and swallow magic. I can feel Emanuel’s eyes on me as my shadow casts over him. I inflate to the five times my size, as a round ball with tiny legs and pants.

  The Source inside me is a band with every instrument playing a different song. I need to conduct them and have them replicate the hum. The Source morphs and grinds against each other until it sounds similar to the hum. It’s not the same by far, but it’s the closest I can muster.

  I brace my legs, and slime threads attach to the floorboards below. Staring at the Swaller, I shout so loud it shakes the entire ship.

  “Do not hurt that colony!” My words fire out like a hundred cannons. In that moment, I feel everything. Emanuel is sitting on his chair, gripping the wheel in pain, and Fiend digs his claws into Emanuel’s shoulder in fear. I feel every screw, every volt traveling the wires, every heartbeat on this ship. I feel the terror and rage in the colony and the indifference on the Swaller. That is until its eyes turn to me.

  My mind is connected to all for as long as the sound takes to travel from my voice to the Cosmic Swaller. The colony is pushed back from its gravitational pull as it tilts its body and aims at our ship.

  My body deflates as I step back. “Full speed a head.” I let out.

  “Where to?” Emanuel asks.

  “Far away from here” The engine blast when I say this. I turn my arms into a bow and fire. Emanuel’s eyes widened at the sight of my shield flying toward him.

  I pop out my shield filling in my clothes and landing on the deck. With in the same second a burning dagger hits the barrier protecting us from the rest of the deck. The dagger is only a second on the floor as a metal hand picks it up.

  “That’s cheating. I was certain you couldn’t hear me.” Crimson says, revealing himself.

  “I felt you,” I replied

  “Neat trick, but I want to continue our rematch, fake god.” His dagger heats up as he grazes the barrier with the tip of the blade. “Don’t think this can hold me back.”

  With a twist of his wrist, the tip of the blade pierced the barrier. This is a terrifying feat Emanuel ignores as his eyes glance at a screen showing the rear of the ship. The Cosmic Swaller has fully turned away from the colony and is now flying toward us.

  We are caught in a trap, corned by the worst two things I want to face. My shield moves from my back to my arm.

  “Fiend, stick with Emanuel.” He squeaks backs with a nod.

  “Cid,” Emanuel says, balances flying the ship and working on a floating keyboard planning out potential routes. “Win, and keep your promise.”

  I flash a thumbs up as I stare down Crimson, ready to finish our fight.