03/22- Void Reaver

The air in the cavern grew unnaturally still, a suffocating tension pressing down on the party. Aeliana's fingers twitched over the hilt of her newly reinforced sword, her instincts screaming at her that something was terribly wrong. The moment they stepped into the next chamber, the feeling solidified into dread.

From the darkness emerged a towering abomination—The Void Reaver. It stood at least fifteen feet tall, its body a grotesque fusion of obsidian-like armor and writhing, ethereal tendrils. Its head bore no eyes, only a gaping maw lined with serrated, shifting fangs. Spines jutted from its shoulders, pulsing with eerie violet energy, and each step it took made the very ground beneath them tremble.

Kael tightened his grip on his blade. "That… does not look like something we're equipped to fight," he muttered.