Power Awakens

The Demolt began to move, created thousands of years ago for one purpose, Destruction. The Demolt had lain in a dark dank cave for nearly five hundred years, at last it had been given a command to surface again, to crush and smash, to achieve the single purpose of its creation. To say the Demolt felt pleasure at this was bestowing an emotion that the Demolt could never feel. However, it did not feel displeased with this new task, which for the Demolt was almost the same as a feeling of pleasure. It began to exert its tremendous strength as it smashed and crushed its way to the surface. It once again felt free, it could roam the planet at will, it could feel the regenerative sunshine on its back, it could crush and pound as it was designed to do. This was its purpose. But first it had one duty to perform.

Roughly two days south west of its current position its target waited. It had been given the Werd of Command so it must obey, the Demolt could feel the awesome life force of its target even from this distance. This was one of the many abilities its kind enjoyed, the ability to really see the life force of all living things. The aura of its intended target shone like a beacon for those creatures with the ability to see it. There were also several other strong auras near and around the target, this was most unusual, to find more than a handful of such strong auras on any planet were unusual, to find them grouped together was unheard of. The Demolt was not happy about having to kill this creature, this was not the purpose of a Demolt but it had to obey its command... The Demolt started its two-day journey and the ground trembled as it passed. It would take a direct path and destroy everything in its way, rock or tree, nothing could withstand its brutal and primeval strength. A Werd of command had to be obeyed without thought of consequences; the Demolt moved and so began the destruction.