The horde surged forward in chaotic waves, a mass of malformed creatures driven mad by the Leyline rupture. At the forefront, two towering ogres lumbered forward, their hulking, muscular frames rippling with raw power. Their red skin glistened like oil under the sunlight, stretched taut over veins and sinew, their jaws filled with razor teeth and the two boar like tusks that their kind are known for, their intense yellow eyes burned with unbridled rage. Behind them, wolfens darted like shadows—much smaller, leaner, but no less threatening. Their humanoid forms were twisted, covered in matted fur marred by blisters and pustules that wept a sickly fluid. Sharp fangs jutted from snarling muzzles dripping with froth, their glowing yellow eyes locked onto me with feral hunger.
*Thud!* *Thud!*
