The Death Knight's armor was pitch-black and unnervingly slender, yet through its gaps, something grotesque was visible, alienated flesh and blood, writhing and pulsating, tightly sealed within the cold steel.
This mutated flesh and blood had consumed not just the knight but also his skeletal warhorse. What was once the pure and majestic Pegasus of legend was now a terrifying abomination. Its once-pristine white wings had decayed to bare bone, folded like jagged blades at its sides.
The knight and his mount, once symbols of hope and heroism, were now harbingers of fear.
Long ago, after their deaths, their bodies had decayed into skeletal remains under the weight of soil and time. But the Black Forest's sinister influence had reached the Knight's Fiefdom, resurrecting them in this corrupted form.
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[Hint: You encountered the Death Knight (The First Knight)]