A loud growl echoed across the cavern and Weylyn's gaze narrowed slightly as she realized the Elf had not sent her in here to be locked up, he had sent her to her death.
With the cave lit up by the fire crystal and the shadows driven away, Weylyn could now see clearly what exactly she shared this cavern with.
It was said that the vortex beasts were fearsome in appearance, blood thirsty and ferocious and truly what was before Weylyn's eyes was all of these things and even more.
The beast was beyond the height of a horse, it was lithe and muscular like a wild lion but rather than a hide or fur, it's skin was covered entirely in pitch black scales
The scales lined it's entire body up till it's temple, gleaming beautifully like onyx, it's limbs were strong and massive and it towered over Weylyn, standing at about 8ft in height or perhaps more.
