Massive nightmarish creatures suddenly moved, the ground trembling beneath the weight of their presence. And as he ran, Dean dared a glance over his shoulder and when he did.
...He couldn't help but suck in a cold deep breath!
Nightmarish monsters locked onto him, their massive body moving like dark tentacles in the endless darkness, their pair of scythes pierced through the ground beneath their feet, spider-web cracks enveloping the dark surface of the hill. Each movement of theirs sent tremors across the ground as they chased after the petite being who had dared to disturb their sleep.
Gritting his teeth, Dean ran even faster, enforcing his Arcana to belief he was slightly faster, he felt a surge of energy coursing through him, through faint, it was slightly more than enough.
A pair of scythe suddenly tore through the air, immediately followed by crimson pincers.
