Exposed are heaps of raw white bones.
No one knows when.
Within the Goblin camp, a group of figures appeared.
They were clad in blood-colored armor, adorned with decorations made from bone and sharp teeth.
Indeed, they were a group of Blood Race Knights.
They stood silently among the heaps of bones, watching intently.
Until an inexplicable giant bone hand emerged from the array below.
This gigantic bone hand crushed the mountain-like piles of skulls into powder, opening its palm like a chair.
Within the bone powder, blood twisted, as the surrounding Blood Race Knights began to control the blood within their bodies, directing it to the palm.
Blood and bone powder fused together.
Transforming into strands of thread, as if expertly woven by a skilled artisan.
A blood-red figure, over two meters tall, gradually solidified through the weaving.
The blood-red figure's limbs were unnaturally robust.
Behind it, a pair of giant bat-like tattered wings unfolded.
