Fiend III

Valak chuckled. "Lloyd? Oh, he was just one of many. A mere hound set loose to gather resources. But you… you have proven far more valuable."

Asher's eyes flashed. "What do you mean?"

Valak raised his hand, and the blue crystals in the walls pulsed. Suddenly, the cages rattled, and the prisoners inside convulsed, their bodies twitching unnaturally. Dark veins spread across their skin as their eyes turned black.

Serena gasped. "They're turning into…!"

Valak grinned. "Fiends."

The prisoners let out monstrous shrieks as they broke free, their bodies twisting and morphing into nightmarish creatures. Their limbs lengthened, their flesh hardened into dark, armored plates, and their fingers turned into clawed weapons of death.

Valak spread his arms. "Let's see how well you handle my creations."

With a single gesture, he sent the horde charging toward Asher and Serena.