The tear in the sky widened significantly, echoing across the crimson sky a sound like wet parchment ripping, spilling light onto the broken ground.
~THUD~THUD!~
From within, figures began to crawl, stagger, and lurch forward venomously, their eyes all on Albedo as they moved towards him, eager to take him out.
The first thing Albedo noticed about them was the stench of immense corruption that clung to them, like a rot holding onto their souls.
The creatures that emerged bore humanoid shapes twisted beyond recognition. Skin stretched paper-thin across protruding bone, fangs jutted from blackened mouths, and their eyes glowed with a hollow hunger. Their movements were jerky, convulsive, as though they had forgotten how bodies should move.
Albedo immediately used Appraisal on them, and identified the monsters as Vampiric Wraiths, which are creatures broken by Soul Binding rituals, leaving them trapped between life & death, immensely unstable mindless killing machines.
