It stood four meters at the shoulder.
Six limbs supported its massive bulk. The lower two legs carried the wrong articulation at every single joint. The Abyss built locomotion completely differently from a natural world that had never known such darkness. The upper four limbs did not end in claws or grasping hands. They ended in brutal, multi-point bone convergences. These were weapons engineered over countless generations for penetrating armor and shattering stone rather than holding prey. The bioluminescence in this nightmare ran deep within its structural lines. It was a cold blue-black light concentrated along the exact paths its mana cycle used, physically mapping the beast's internal load-bearing architecture in the dark.
The primary node throbbed at the upper thorax. Ashe read its location in the ambient field before the beast had even crossed half the distance between them.
