Quelch! Shrar!
It looked repulsive.
Belch! Rip! Shra!
It was merciless.
Rip! Gnaw!
But most of all, it looked full of rage. A powerful rage against the life of the helpless Creep it was ripping apart with its strong claw-like hands and sharp teeth.
Erika slowly wiped the sweat running down her left cheek before it fell onto Stella's back.
A sigh of relief escaped her lips. If she hadn't done that, the horse might get startled and draw the monster's attention in the process.
'I-It looked like those flying things across Eisvel that resemble a Manananggal. But...'
Its facial structure looked like something out of one's hellish nightmare on top of its messy hair. Each of its bat-like wings used to pin down the already dead Creep are double the size of its main body that was composed only of an upper torso and several tails protruding under it.
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'My magic cannot recognize it, but it's definitely an Alterian Devil.'