It was as if all the air suddenly disappeared from the Crosspath, from Creation itself. The entirety of existence froze for a terrible, aching moment before exhaling a massive wind that swirled through the hub and buffeted all of us with the stench of decay and ancient angst.
Even I felt the pressure of that wind, Chaos responding with a bellow of defiance, the mist surging forward to pool around me. I could almost feel it snarling as the twisting air tugged at the edges, shattering the outside rim of the mist and staggering me despite myself.
"Eve!" Dad was already moving even as the space overhead tore open wide, the very fabric of Creation giving way. "Run!"
Mafdel had my arm in her hand, pulled viciously, Seth's suit shredding in a sudden burst of cloth bits as his human form expand
