[: 3rd POV :]
In the heart of Toronto located somewhere in Canada, towering over the sky like a harbinger of doom, loomed a monstrous entity known only as Tatalus.
It was a grotesque spectacle, an enormous, pulsating eye framed by a mass of long, glistening tentacles that writhed grotesquely in midair.
The crimson slits that served as its pupils glowed ominously, sending a chill down the spines of the hapless citizens below.
Buildings shuddered as the creature swayed, and with a swift flick of its tentacles, chaos began.
With a sickening crack, a tentacle lashed against a nearby skyscraper, reducing it to mere dust in an instant.
Windows shattered like crystal raindrops, and dust poured from the concrete remains like smoke from a funeral pyre.
Tatalus moved with an eerie grace, each sway brought devastation.
"Run, human, run!" the monster's voice reverberated through the air, deep and booming, though it lacked a mouth.
