Fangs of the darkness

As they pressed forward to Ken inside the forest, a shadow had leapt and tackle Ken. He was able to guard himself and continued to bounce. His fist barely touched the unknown enemy.

Linda conjured ice magic block the way of the enemy. The ice crept and quickly formed into a wall in a circular way. The ice wall caught the light of the sun and as a result it reflects and phases through, revealing the enemy.

It was a beninghol.

“Son of a bitch.” Ken ushered those words under his breath.

Alastor draw his sword and gripped it hard. Linda conjured ice sword and they came to aid Ken. The forest in northernmost were the mountains inhabited has shook off by the destructive wind. All animals left and evacuated the area.

They braced themselves and waited for the right moment. The beninghol was roughly than they have known. Its height is speculated around 12 to 14 feet. The gray and dark skin were easy to distinguished from its dog-like family of creatures.