Dashing through the bushes, the group hastily made their way to the area where the scream for help was heard. And what they saw made their blood freeze:
A giant, 4 m tall red-skinned humanoid, with tusks jutting out of his mouth, was seen thumping loudly against a bright light shield, of which inside lay a motley group of around 10 people, each injured to various degrees
But that was not what caused their blood to freeze-
Crawling through its left arm was a long, dark shadow tendril, which could be seen slowly crawling up the arm, all the while the bipedal monster growled in pain or fear, nobody knew...
"Lady, we cannot hold for much longer! The damn Trork has been heavily infected with the miasma! If we don't do something about it soon, we'll all die here! Once I give the signal, I'll take down the Holy Sanctuary, and you'll take this time to run away! We don't care what happens to us, but you must live, for you are the last hope of the world!"
"Boris, I know you mean well, but His Eminence has revealed to me, through revelations, that the heroes have already arrived here-"
"Fuck the bullshit prophecy! For how many centuries have we waited for the arrival of the so-called 'saviour'!? How many of my brothers have we sacrificed to the forces of the dark to keep them at bay!? How many more should we pay before they're gone!? And all because of this bullshit prophecy that says 'the skytraveler would come from beyond heaven to save our blood, riding a metal chariot blazing fire from its mouth'! Wake up, your ladyship, this is all just one big scam-"
Crack...
Suddenly, without warning, the barrier collapsed. All turning their heads, they were met with a completely black Trork, now dispersing shadowy mists, from which began burning their skins. The veiled woman could only watch in horror as her attendants, one by one, began dissolving into black smoke, before having their screaming souls absorbed into its body. The head of the group, the man who was seen previously shouting at the lady, began sweating profusely, slowly backing away.
"Damn it, we're too late..."
Grinning from eye to eye, the Trork, now empowered with the souls of its devoured prey, lifted its arms, smashing it to the ground. Barely dodging the attack while grabbing the woman, the head priest quickly rolled to the side before launching a volley of bullets made from what appeared to be Holy Light. "Die! Die! Die!"
Screaming at the top of his lungs, the man attempted to distract the 'Trork', only to have his body backhanded into a ragdoll, limbs flailing as he flew through the sky. The woman could only cover her mouth in horror as she realised that she was doomed. It only made it worse when she realised that the Trork was coming closer slowly by slowly, inch by inch, as if savouring the fear she was giving off, enjoying it like the finest wine in its life.
Oh, Erudia, please forgive me for not completing my Holy mission...
Closing her eyes, she waited for her inevitable demise. But it did not come...
"Get your stinking paws off that hot chi– I mean, woman!"