Plod. Plod. Plod...
Grim footsteps echoed through the chambers as Bam subconsciously took a step back, the grip on his sword loosened for a moment as an uncontrollable terror gripped his heart.
The source of such menacing footsteps soon walked out of the tunnel, dragging something behind his back.
The figure was a demon with blood-red pupils with a vertical slit. His body was contorted weirdly and his arms appearing longer than they should and his back hunched slightly due to his lazy posture.
With a slightly red skin tone and a sickly build, he gave the feel of a nocturnal creature from the deepest parts of the sea rather than a lesser demon. However, the twin curved horns protruding from his head and the thinly red tail scrapping the ground. as he walked confirmed his race.
