The Fifth Fable [5]

The atmosphere shifted dramatically, as if the entire space had been plunged into the depths of the ocean. The mad cultists, suddenly aware of the change, held their breath and began to retreat slowly.

In that moment, I recalled a passage from Song of Nightmares:

「 There was a certain 'figure' feared among the mad ones. 」

「 'It' appeared only when the Master of the Ward decides it was needed. 」

「 If you meet that 'entity', then surely you won't survive. 」

"Damnit. Why is that thing here?"

Someone among the cultist muttered. How long did the footsteps last? The shadow of a giant finally stepped out from within the darkness.

A Iron helmet shaped like a pyramid.

Three metres tall with a body reminiscent of a bull.

A giant sword shaped like a kitchen knife.