The tall black mist-covered monster screech is heard for miles, but the only people currently there to help are a handful of guards and Jirin.
Jirin manifests his ghost and begins to batter away at the monster. Jirin shadow boxing in the back.
The monster, barely phased by this, leaps towards Jirin so fast that he barely registers the movement. The monster then slams Jirin hard in the chest.
Jirin protects himself with another ghost but he is still sent 9 feet back slamming hard into the ground.
"You think you can stand against the Champion of the Three?! Learn your place!" The champion shouts.
The guards shakily charge, throwing out a multitude of spells, but everyone seems to be absorbed within the mist. The champion laughs, as he creates dozens of small darts covered with a strange white mist.
