[ As soon as Thancred realizes that the shadows are forming into something a bit more corporeal, he backs up a few steps, watching with guarded interest. He's aware that people's domains can behave in ways they don't expect, but this is taking that to an extreme, isn't it?

Yet Nero is correct that the Horizon has been acting even stranger than usual ever since the changes in the real world began. And both of them have a good idea of what caused that, as well. ]

Is there no way for you to—

[ Then the creature, some massive conglomeration of teeth, makes a noise and aims its ire toward him. Thancred tenses up, readying himself for something to lash out at him, but he isn't quite prepared for the needles to go flying at him like arrowheads. ]

Seven hells! [ He dives out of the way before his brain can think of another plan, landing hard on his side on the ground. He scrabbles into a sitting position and glares at both the van and the shadow creature that it's spawned. ] I hardly meant to fall on top of you, you know!

[ His wide eyes flick over to Nero. ] Surely you can stop it? This is your domain, after all!