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The flight proved equal parts terrifying and uncomfortable. Fortunately, it was also relatively brief. We landed in a blackened crater that was also on fire. Likely the crater and fire had been created by the craft as it impacted the ground at too high a speed but I wouldn't know; I had my eyes closed the whole time. We picked ourselves up from among the debris (the goblin was nowhere to be found) and started running towards the nearest town. We could still see Clere in the far distance, but it would take her a while to get here, if she even decided to go this way. We were just morsels to her at that point, really.
The next city was larger, and perfect for our needs. The plan was an iteration of our previous one. It turned out that the spell we first used always made sure the traveller was able to return from whence they came. A minor oversight with major consequences. We had decided that there was only one place that 'deserved' Clere.

Hell.

We were sending Clere to hell. It wasn't right, but it was the only option left. And the world would be a nicer place if someone ate all the demons, right? This time we made sure that the spell was timed and prepared properly. In the space of a day we were able to produce a portal device that we could simply throw at something and it would send them away.

Finding Clere was... easy.

A green creature slowly made its way across the landscape, scooping up everything in its giant mouth. The massive footfalls were delayed because of the distance, out of sync with the movements we saw. It looked featureless from this distance, and the rumbling and growling we more felt than heard suggested no intelligence or personality, though we knew better.
We also knew better than to get close. I summoned an air elemental that simply flew to Clere and chucked the portal device at her.
From where we were standing, it looked as though she simply vanished. One moment she was there, then there was an orange flash, and then she was gone. Air rushed that way, to fill the void left behind by the voluminous dragon. We were, once again, confident we had dealt with the problem...

***

Clere had been satiating her hunger with terrain, mindlessly gobbling up everything before her, when she suddenly found herself tumbling through the void. Eventually (how long had it been?) she landed on solid ground. Only, it wasn't quite solid. The air smelled of brimstone and sulfur, and the sky was red; if that was sky at all, it was more like a slowly melting painting of red and orange, constantly shifting. She started to bend her neck down to look at the ground. At her current size, even such movements took some time. Hot air howled past her head as she lowered it.
The ground seemed squishy, wet, organic. There were mountains and hills, like misshapen organs, some of them with smokestacks made of some organic pipe material, billowing the smoke of burnt flesh. There were buildings too, supported by cartilage and bone, but mostly made of flesh too. Some were quite large, comparable in size to entire cities on the material plane. All 'structures' were still built like organic shapes, only resembling castles and houses in the vaguest sense. There were forests, in a sense - coral structures with countless tentacles and feeding mouths that would snap up anything that strayed too close. Tiny black shapes moved on the surface and flew through the air, their shapes varied, their numbers beyond counting. In several locations in the distance magma could be seen bursting through the surface, bathing its surroundings in yellow light, burning everything to a crisp, and shifting the landscape as it solidified.

Clere quickly resumed her previous activity, which was to scoop up as much of everything as possible and absorb it. Initially, demons fled, fearful of the great green monstrosity that was giving them a run for their money. Swarms of black creatures, hideous and malevolent, radiated outward from ground zero. Perhaps for a moment the damned could sigh in relief as their tormentors fled, and perhaps Clere brought them a final mercy, cheating hell of its victims. Before long the demons mounted a counterattack, but they were hopelessly outmatched by Clere when she arrived; by the time the demons had managed to regroup and attack, they were irrelevant. Clere had grown so large that the swarms of demons were beyond inconsequential; Clere's movements produced powerful winds that blew flying creatures this way and that, each footstep sent every creature (and building) that touched the ground hundreds of feet into the air. Clere never even noticed the demons' attack, until the lord of this realm joined the battle.
A similarly large dragon-like creature with three heads burst from the ground near Clere, annoyed that its territory had been invaded. Its three maws opened to breathe fire, and Clere roared, eager to find out what this new creature would taste like...

Description
The flight proved equal parts terrifying and uncomfortable. Fortunately, it was also relatively brief. We landed in a blackened crater that was also on fire. Likely the crater and fire had been created by the craft as it impacted the ground at too high a speed but I wouldn't know; I had my eyes closed the whole time. We picked ourselves up from among the debris (the goblin was nowhere to be found) and started running towards the nearest town. We could still see Clere in the far distance, but it would take her a while to get here, if she even decided to go this way. We were just morsels to her at that point, really.
The next city was larger, and perfect for our needs. The plan was an iteration of our previous one. It turned out that the spell we first used always made sure the traveller was able to return from whence they came. A minor oversight with major consequences. We had decided that there was only one place that 'deserved' Clere.

Hell.

We were sending Clere to hell. It wasn't right, but it was the only option left. And the world would be a nicer place if someone ate all the demons, right? This time we made sure that the spell was timed and prepared properly. In the space of a day we were able to produce a portal device that we could simply throw at something and it would send them away.

Finding Clere was... easy.

A green creature slowly made its way across the landscape, scooping up everything in its giant mouth. The massive footfalls were delayed because of the distance, out of sync with the movements we saw. It looked featureless from this distance, and the rumbling and growling we more felt than heard suggested no intelligence or personality, though we knew better.
We also knew better than to get close. I summoned an air elemental that simply flew to Clere and chucked the portal device at her.
From where we were standing, it looked as though she simply vanished. One moment she was there, then there was an orange flash, and then she was gone. Air rushed that way, to fill the void left behind by the voluminous dragon. We were, once again, confident we had dealt with the problem...

***

Clere had been satiating her hunger with terrain, mindlessly gobbling up everything before her, when she suddenly found herself tumbling through the void. Eventually (how long had it been?) she landed on solid ground. Only, it wasn't quite solid. The air smelled of brimstone and sulfur, and the sky was red; if that was sky at all, it was more like a slowly melting painting of red and orange, constantly shifting. She started to bend her neck down to look at the ground. At her current size, even such movements took some time. Hot air howled past her head as she lowered it.
The ground seemed squishy, wet, organic. There were mountains and hills, like misshapen organs, some of them with smokestacks made of some organic pipe material, billowing the smoke of burnt flesh. There were buildings too, supported by cartilage and bone, but mostly made of flesh too. Some were quite large, comparable in size to entire cities on the material plane. All 'structures' were still built like organic shapes, only resembling castles and houses in the vaguest sense. There were forests, in a sense - coral structures with countless tentacles and feeding mouths that would snap up anything that strayed too close. Tiny black shapes moved on the surface and flew through the air, their shapes varied, their numbers beyond counting. In several locations in the distance magma could be seen bursting through the surface, bathing its surroundings in yellow light, burning everything to a crisp, and shifting the landscape as it solidified.

Clere quickly resumed her previous activity, which was to scoop up as much of everything as possible and absorb it. Initially, demons fled, fearful of the great green monstrosity that was giving them a run for their money. Swarms of black creatures, hideous and malevolent, radiated outward from ground zero. Perhaps for a moment the damned could sigh in relief as their tormentors fled, and perhaps Clere brought them a final mercy, cheating hell of its victims. Before long the demons mounted a counterattack, but they were hopelessly outmatched by Clere when she arrived; by the time the demons had managed to regroup and attack, they were irrelevant. Clere had grown so large that the swarms of demons were beyond inconsequential; Clere's movements produced powerful winds that blew flying creatures this way and that, each footstep sent every creature (and building) that touched the ground hundreds of feet into the air. Clere never even noticed the demons' attack, until the lord of this realm joined the battle.
A similarly large dragon-like creature with three heads burst from the ground near Clere, annoyed that its territory had been invaded. Its three maws opened to breathe fire, and Clere roared, eager to find out what this new creature would taste like...