Brewing storm

(Anurag)

"Nobody… move." Said Anurag as he stared up at the demonic creature in front of him.

He certainly knew of the Prowler's existence, even figures out what it actually was. But this was the first time Anurag had seen it properly with his eyes. The Prowler was far more terrifying than he could have possibly imaged. It looked to be a hybrid between a human and a scorpion. Most of its lower body was of the latter. A thick, elongated body with jet black scales and six thin, insect-like legs. The upper half was mainly humanoid. A naked torso of a man extending from the waist up until its neck. The head that sat on top of it was horribly mangled that everything other than its mouth was not distinguishable. Two heavy pincers clicked away noisily at the ends of it forearms. The large appendages looked like oversized gauntlets compared to how skinny its human arms were.