Again, his hooves tread uncharted turft. Again, Helovia has expanded before his very eyes.

The trees huddle close together, like a maze; the beast can see it would be very easy to get lost here, to wander for eternity. He sends his dragon into the heavens to scan the landscape from above, and the red soon reports back. "Gathering ahead." Immediately the giant's ears flip backwards and his head throws itself upwards in excitement - surely lightning cannot strike twice? Surely another God cannot have plagued Helovia with its wrath? But if it has, Volterra knows what he will do. Crush it, as he had the bear. Admittedly the unsightly boils and the painful bruise that he had been left with could deter a lesser man from jumping into the fray again, but not the black behemoth. It only spurs him on, to dominate his foes whatever the price.

His stride lengthens to a thunderous trot, the earth shaking under the colossal thudding of his hooves. Vérzés swoops to land on his immense flanks, digging his claws in to maintain his balance against the yearling's bumpy trot. Finally they see the gathering, smaller than the one at the Falls - for now - but still consisting of a couple of oddly-marked fellows. The colt flicks his gaze between them, then follows the eyeline of several horses towards a winged, horned mare. Could it be? He has never seen the Goddess of the Moon before, but he remembers Isopia telling him of her crimes. The way the Helovians are glaring at her...could this be the mass-murdering mistress that he had heard about? She doesn't look like much - she is just a mare, after all, but she must be quite fearsome to strike such fear into the hearts of Helovia.

The beast looks away from her, and towards the Rift-horses. Mostly, though, he is on guard; his muscles are tense, bulbous against his ebony pelt, and his eyes flicker madly from side to side. Any minute now, if history is doomed to repeat itself as Ophelia says, then they could be attacked by a vengeful God from through the Rift. Again, Volterra will be prepared to decimate it. And this time, he's going to get a god damned piece of the carcass for his own, even if he has to break it off the corpse himself. ""