The shadows emerged from the trees, revealing the creatures that had been screeching in the distance. They were small, no bigger than children, but their appearance was far from innocent.
Each one was covered in dark matted fur, their faces twisted into grotesque, snarling expressions that looks similar to monkey. Their eyes glinted with a feral intelligence as they clutched jagged obsidian daggers in their long-fingered hands.
The creatures moved qucikly, darting between the trees with an unnatural speed. Their wiry limbs allowing them to climb and leap from branches effortlessly.
They swarmed in from all sides, encircling Erend and Eccar, screeching louder as they closed in like predators defending their territory from intruders.
"Monkeys?" Eccar muttered, his voice low but tense. "No... something worse."
Erend's eyes scanned the horde. "They're not just mindless beasts," he said. "They're acting like we've disturbed their home."
