The Rune Master spun around, his eyes gleaming with morbid excitement as he caught sight of the colossal Venomshrike Horror wreaking havoc. A sight to behold, the creature's poisonous miasma melted bone and flesh with hideous efficiency.
"Now, this is what I call a party!"
Among the dying screams, Sebastian said, his voice a mad symphony. Smiling twistedly, he licked his lips. The killing of the defenders only made him more bloodlusty, and excited him on a primitive level.
"A little spice to liven things up! Excellent!"
Sebastian watched with gleeful anticipation as the Venomshrike Horror surveyed the scene, its monstrous head swivelling as if searching for something amidst the carnage it was making.
The beast's piercing gaze swept across the defenders, its miasmic breath dissolving their ranks with ruthless efficiency.
