Was this entire journey to a foreign land to interact with who or whatever the hells that was? Or to fight him? Kill him? Capture him? I can’t imagine how anyzebra— no, anyspecies could face off against something like that, with such a twisted and powerful Gift. At least, if his appearance in my dream was any indication. I never thought I’d see Zabraxas of all zebras just... swatted aside like a fly, with barely any effort. I’ll admit, it was... exceptionally cathartic, with the benefit of retrospect.