The 5 Points - Flying Polyps

They pour from the skies above the Five Points — shrieking, unseen by mortal eyes until it’s far too late.
The Brood Mother births new horrors in whispering clutches, while her Egg Wardens guard the nests with cold devotion. Around them coil the Flying Polyp Warriors, amorphous hunters that drift through the fog, dissolving flesh and sanity alike.

Flying Polyps infest the skies above the Five Points, birthing new broods in panic,
they spawn without rest, their Brood Mother and Egg Wardens working frantically to swell their numbers…
for they know the Great Race of Yith walks once more, hunting to extinction.

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