Her form was made of pure light, her eyes a shining blue while the darkness did not cover her, not wholely. She wielded a type of spear, or hook against the creature.
The creature walked on eight limbs, its body a mixture of a bear's and a dog's, thick yet attempting to be slim, its limbs towering columns of bones and flesh woven together.
On the front of its body, its body opened up like a maw, as a human effigy made of organs and guts grew like a cancer from above its mouth, almost in the position where a snout should be.
It wielded a great sword made of flesh and bones, a towering grotesque blade that made his stomach turn and hurt just by looking at it.
With each movement it took, the battlefield trembled to its core, its upper half swung the great sword with ease, the vaccuum made by its movement released gusts of wind.
