"The cosmic gate opens!" cried the wizard Kraktal.
"What about you?" roared the warrior Sheshing.
"The Liktoks are too numerous, even for the likes of Sheshing! Depart! I will hold them off!"
A massive wall of Liktoks headed their way, their bodies ceaselessly twisting into demonic shapes. Kraktal turned to face them.
"GO!" he shouted over his shoulder.
Sheshing paused, then bellowed:
"Die well, Master Kraktal!"
Sheshing leaped through the gate just as everything exploded.
Open sky.
Falling.
Below Sheshing sprawled the churning ocean of an alien world.
Jack flushed. That dump had been especially gratifying.
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