The creature's release from its bonds was terrifyingly swift. With a guttural roar, it lunged at Aleric, its immense speed and terrifying aura overwhelming. Aleric barely had time to react as the creature's claws slashed through the air, narrowly missing his face. He countered with a burst of electric magic, but the creature shrugged off the attack, its eyes glowing with malevolent delight.
Aleric dodged another swipe, feeling the creature's immense power radiating around him. Every move was a desperate attempt to stay alive, his magic only barely keeping the beast at bay. The creature moved with a speed that belied its monstrous size, a blur of motion that left Aleric struggling to keep up.
In a moment of distraction, the creature's claw caught Aleric across the chest, sending him flying into the wall. He crashed into the stone with bone-jarring force, the impact leaving him gasping for breath. As he struggled to stand, he watched in horror as the creature turned its attention to the fallen leader's corpse.
With brutal efficiency, the creature ripped the head from the corpse, blood spraying across the floor. It began to munch on the severed head, a grotesque display of savagery that made Aleric's stomach churn. As it consumed the flesh, the creature's wounds began to heal, the gaping gashes knitting together with unnatural speed.
The creature's power seemed to increase with each bite, its aura growing even more terrifying. It stood taller, its muscles bulging with newfound strength. Aleric noticed the creature manipulating sand particles around it, though there wasn't much in the sewer. The grains floated and swirled, creating a gritty, abrasive aura around the beast.
"Your kind are fools," the creature growled, its voice echoing with an unearthly resonance. "You think of us has guardians, protecting the balance of this world. You don't even know that we were rulers of this world long ago. Now we have returned to fulfill our purpose: to summon the Gates of Hell once more. We are not those creature you called guardians; we are demons."
Aleric's heart pounded as he heard the creature's words. He realized the true scale of the threat he faced. In the distance, he heard footsteps. He thought help had come, but the reality was far from the truth. The sickly people he had seen on his way here were more corrupted than he had imagined. Their eyes glowed like the creature's, and they were slowly approaching, their movements jerky and unnatural.
Aleric understood with a sinking heart that they were not allies but additional foes. The people, now clearly under the same demonic influence as the creature, closed in on him, their intent clear in their menacing glares.
"Yes, they too are part of our plan," the creature sneered. "They are becoming like me, corrupted by the power of the demon blood. Soon, this city will be ours."
Gathering his courage, Aleric prepared to face not only the monstrous beast but also the corrupted humans. His electric magic was strong, but he needed to be strategic, using his agility and wits to survive the onslaught. As the corrupted humans and the demon advanced, Aleric knew he had to fight with everything he had to protect Desiería from the demonic invasion.