The silence of the dungeon was shattered by a low, guttural whimper—a sound so unnatural it sent a ripple through the corrupted air. Incursio halted, her crimson eyes narrowing as she sensed something truly vile approaching.
From the shadows of the ruined labyrinth ahead, a twisted form emerged. A grotesque, otherworldly beast crawled into view, its every movement dripping with malice.
Its body was a fusion of grime and thunder, pulsating with eerie energy. Five cruel, burning eyes locked onto her, each radiating a malevolent hunger. It released another whimper, a sound filled with rage and torment, as if it resented her very existence.
Four thick, jagged horns protruded from its grotesquely inflated head, which itself was etched with fiery symbols glowing with Abyssal power. Toxic smog seeped from its deep nostrils, leaving the air thick with a suffocating corruption.
