Facing an Old Nightmare

With its body seemingly created from viscous liquid that seems to devour everything that it comes in contact to, it roars with extreme ferocity, what is supposed to be its eyes staring solely at Astaria with malice apparent on them.

'Impressive, to be able to create something from my memory, just how does this thing called formation function?' looking up at the massive figure all too familiar to her, Astaria couldn't help but waver a bit before she recalled that she already defeated the real article way back then, and she is far weaker than she is now when she achieved such feat.