The being– the creature loomed over the plain, a grotesque figure standing seven meters tall, its massive muscles rippling beneath a skin that seemed to glisten with an unnatural sheen.
It moved with a slow, deliberate gait, each step it took sending shivers throughout the area around as if a giant was walking on it.
Strange green gas curled around its unsightly body, rising like tendrils of smoke from a smoldering fire. This noxious vapor hung in the air, thick and heavy, carrying with it an unsettling aura that made the hair on the back of one's neck stand on end.
"That's… a cultist?"
Surrounding the creature was a dense layer of Mana, shimmering faintly against the backdrop of the dark sky. The atmosphere felt charged with this unique energy different from the usual Mana that one couldn't normally perceive like this, yet it was laced with an ominous dread instead of a charm like what Rain possessed.