The frozen north of arcose was brutally harsh, yet the outpost known as Sub-zero still ran. Just a simple little facility with training equipment, and various other things such as ships. They were under equipped and under staffed, as who in their right mind would come to the farthest north reaches of a frozen world. The temperatures could freeze liquids almost immediately as the winds brought it down below zero. It was not a pleasant place to be, and the three changelings stationed here were currently on surveillance equipment, in communication with their unites in space.

The room they were in was small, compact but held enough room for them to work. The base was small yet held promise if managed right, unfortunately for them, their defenses were meant for capturing intruders who appear OUTSIDE the base. Kamae was not that sort of intruder, no he was able to slip into creation right at their central facility. The room was vast and full of machinery, stuff Kamae could convert later on into useful parts. For now, he had to deal with this... troublesome people who would call for reinforcements if he didn't stop them. Sensing where they were the demon moved to them, and dispatched them swiftly.

The room they were in covered in changeling blood as the demon worked. The PTO would be here soon, bringing ships and reinforcements... Kamae was banking on it. He wasn't here to conquer this little dirt mountain but he was going to use its resources for his own purposes. His new found eyes letting him see things outside of creation others could not... the large iron deposit below their very feet for example had not been tapped into because of the ice, it was to thick for their machinery to get to it. Kamae did not have that problem. Yet he needed more than just iron and things... No he needed flesh, blood and organic matter to finish what he wanted to.

The siren was sounded, the call was sent as the radio flared up. The demon leaning over the console as he smiled to himself, He needed to find some place dark... secret and silent to study, to grow stronger. He had come up with a solution to his problems, a land where others would not stick their nose into his business... Liari had thrown him off track, and he had been derailed by his mind being snared. It had taken him some time to find his bearings with all of this, and then... THEN artic destoys namek, his goal all along. His heart felt cold with an icy rage... No longer would he be stopped, derailed, or have anyone ever set foot within his mind again.

He rose to his full height, as he walked down the hall, his foot falls echoing through the silent base, the only sound the hum of machinery. He felt insulted... His old universe had been paltry compared to this. He had been one of the strongest for a time, and yet... Here as he returned to full strength he realized he had been but a gold fish in a small bowl. This universes fighters had shown him that he could not hide from his training anymore. Never had he set foot within a training hall, his natural method of consuming negative energy was enough. He was to arrogant before to do such a thing. Now? He had been broken of his pride, dragged through the mud and insulted for the last time. A dark unhinged glare hung in his eyes as the demon exited the front of the front of the base.

His power growing further and further, the ground beneath him turning to sludge as he treaded further and further out into the snow. The black goop turning into strange arms that began pulling dirt, snow rock, anything into it. The ever hungry maw soon eroding a massive fissure in the mountain that created a split almost right down the middle, though it would do no lasting damage and probably freeze over. Removing it had ever happened. As the blackness reached its desired goal, Kamae was now standing just outside the base. The demon in black turning back to the base then as he held up his hands as if he was welcoming something from the sky.

The sky itself seeming to shudder, then blinking red just a moment. He felt his power beginning to swell further as his psychic energies were further enhanced. Then it happened again, the sky turning red just a moment before returning to normal. Kamae continued to stand there, the sludge at his feet pooling into a pond that was as black as ebony, it reflected nothing, not even light. An all consuming blackness that devoured the matter around it, hungrily lapping it up at the shores edge.

Again the blinking of red only it was happening more and more. The demon channeling dark energies in this moment to bring it into existence. He couldn't do this in battle or in a stressful situation, he was lucky no one had arrived to stop him. Yet the results were showing, his power continuing to grow to the extreme, until finally it capped out. His power evening out at a good solid one million and two hundred thousand... Yet he snarled as it was not enough...

No he couldn't show it yet... he had to wait till the reinforcements arrived.