The Inner Fang?

Others could sense the ominosity that lingered around this area.

Elder Tilrith, on the other hand, sensed something more tangible and certain—she could see the malignant intention, that was zooming inside the mist, around them, 'But it does not emit any killing intent, or at least not yet...'

She could feel and see its presence but there was no sense of danger coming from it.

It seemed to be watching them from beyond the mist.

'I've repaired a Werewolf's soul in the past, this could be an Inner Fang. But I've never sensed as threatening aura as this Inner Fang,' Elder Tilrith frowned, this could be very dangerous. 'If it was really, an Inner Fang, then it might have a physical influence, in this place. Meaning... it could hurt us'

Realizing the gravity of this situation, Elder Tilrith circulated her hell-void energy.

She should be ready in case the Inner Fang attacked.