Finally taken care of Mamrah, now unto its master Gravehowl, who was still nowhere to be found.
Or so I thought.
I stepped back from Mamrahs corpse when a huge wave of killing intent hit me like an avalanche.
It was incredible, I had never felt anything like it to say the least.
Even Ice Blast and Thunderlash paused when the felt the overwhelming surge of aura.
I knew who and what exactly it was as soon as it hit me.
Gravehowl.
I spun towards the origin of the aura and there he was.
"So you decide to come now..."
He floated atop his massive, jagged seat of bones, hovering a few meters above the ground as an endless number of minions carried his weight on their backs.
His glowing night black eyes scanned the wreckage beneath him with pleasure.
Now under the light of day, he was very much visible. His fur was dark as a starless night, very coarse and unkept.
