My body dropped to the ground, and my beast-men walked towards me. They gently grabbed my hands and pulled me upwards.
"Stay in the center," Azrael said, and they shielded me from all sides… I froze! Isn't he supposed to hate me? Sometimes he confused me. Why care now just to act distant later?
"What was that?" I asked, staring at a flesh-like object protruding from the ground. Was that a tongue? And was it still moving…? I could hear breathing and the pain in each of its breaths. My grip on my sword tightened, and it suddenly came into view…
What the fvck?
It was like a toad, but much bigger. Just looking at it, you could tell it was far larger than me and my beast-men… Its eyes were red, and slime oozed out of its body…
CROAK!
The sound came out heavy and rough. The ground shook because of it, and my balance gave out, but Veyra gently held onto me.
