"What a terrible situation..."
Lebius watched the chaotic battlefield. What troubled him was not the King's Shield Guard, but the massive Wolf Spider adorned with a flesh nest.
Its spider legs crawled like long bridges across the cliffs, moving forward, as wisps of mist swept through the spider legs, stirring the wolf hairs attached.
They weren't wolf hairs but slender crimson shoots, exuding thick blood scent while craving more feast.
In a daze, Lebius heard a woman's laughter; some sinister presence had arrived, separated by only a thin membrane from this world. Just a little force and it could breach this boundary.
"Yuriel, where are the others?"
Lebius questioned, but the familiar voice did not echo in his mind; replaced instead by chaotic, noisy electrical sounds.
Normal power was disrupted by sinister interference, and fragile reality was tilting toward a mad illusion.
