The fearful screams of the Forlorn elves were swallowed by the roar of the red creature.
An 'abomination' would be an understatement to describe the horror lumbering in front of them. The creature was almost twice the size of a man, and it charged towards the crowds of elven warriors much faster than its size would suggest and seemingly without effort.
Its strength was so terrifying, each kick and punch would kill a warrior. When it started to use its claws, the situation turned even direr.
Clank!
The elves were proud of their weapons and the advancement of their spells, but none of that could scratch the monstrous creature.
Helpless, the elven warriors started to create some distance between them and the creature, leaving around a dozen nobles and the elders who dared to surround him.
