BLACK HOLE
Beaming across the blackness of the galaxy, a glint in her eye announces the approaching great huntress. Cowering fledglings attempt to obscure themselves into nothingness, sorely ill-equipped to contend. They hope she’ll be quick, and the pain be softened by the warmth of fresh blood.
But this one, he’s not quick enough. The black hole has caught him up like the sticky web of a cosmic arachnid. In the grip of the huntress’ razor paws and the kiss of death upon his neck, he shatters into fiery little embers spinning through the galactic portal.