The demonic beast moved over 10 meters every time it flapped its black, membranous wings. When it finally approached, the people below were able to see with their own eyes the hideous reality of this monster.

Its giant, yellowish body looked like that of a four-legged beast, but its batlike wings invoked images of flying animals. The red fur around its neck closely resembled a lion’s mane, while its stiffly protruding tail was that of a scorpion.

The demonic creature was an amalgamation of a lion, bat, and scorpion, but the most horrific of its features was its grinning face. In place of a beast-like visage, the creature had an old man’s face with cunning eyes, and a long mouth endlessly emitting grotesque sounds.

Growl.

The monster’s cry, somewhere between the coughing of an old man and the growl of a ferocious beast, instilled fear upon those who heard it.

The Templar Knights had not backed away in the face of any enemy so far, but they stumbled as they were suppressed by the creature’s aura.

Clack. Clack.

The demonic creature snapped its teeth and laughed, satisfied with its frightened ...