Galeslither

Godclads fanart

Firing his Celerostylus, he caught sight of the wispy mane of a roiling three-headed steed. The creature was shaped from blackened clouds and it's eyes were pinpricks, like centers of swirling storms. Torrents of rain formed the mane of the horse, and a frozen bolt of lightning encased its midsection like a cage of clasping ribs. It's body flowed, the bones of the machine enwreathed at the center of the metaphysical Heaven zooming towards Avo like a lance, winds coalescing around it. Its hooves ran on rings of pulsing air as it dove towards Avo, flicking between machine and steed.