NARRATOR'S POV
The night is filled with danger and tension as if the entire world knew. What's about to go down, as if all of the creatures are nervously waiting for the outcome or the upcoming battle.
A meter away from the cocoon of thick roots, another mass of roots started crawling out of the ground. Stitching itself together, growing higher and higher. Forming a human-like creature- an enormous, giant figure. With big sharp claws, huge gaping mouth with sharp and ragged teeth, fashioned from the roots. It was a picture cut out from a nightmare, especially with the moss growing in the monster. Making it look as if the creature was rotting.
Sweat formed in the purple-eyed man's temple upon seeing the monster slowly took its shape. The power of his master is beyond what he could imagine.
A shiver went down his back, tonight might end up as a bloodbath. And the thought of it terrifies him.
