Renji wanted to adapt more to the fiery dragon wings on his back, but the filthy crawling creature, Bal's incarnation, didn't give him that chance.
The creature roared and charged toward Renji, its gigantic body causing the ground to tremble with each thud. Everything in its path was mercilessly crushed, raising clouds of dust and debris.
The ancient Wolf Clan's subordinates, who had initially tried to assist their High Priest, now scattered in terror upon seeing him transformed into a monstrous Miasma entity.
"Ashen."
"Ashen. Ashennnnnnnnnnnnnn."
The roars of the huge crawling creature, now a mere carrier of black mire, might be unintelligible to others, but Renji clearly understood. The monster was calling his name.
Even though its rationality had been devoured by Tainted Miasma, it was still acting on Bal's last obsession, or perhaps instinct – it was "rushing" toward Renji.
