"I respect what you've done in the war. And I respect what you're trying to do. Understand: this is why I'm letting you live."

And that was that.

Except it wasn't. Instead of just turning to leave, the Surfer suddenly put his hand straight through Rich's chest. There was no resistance; it went through like his body was made of pudding. Then he pulled it back out again, also with no resistance, like he was only pulling it through air.

"My master must feast -- and you must stay out of his way, Nova Prime."