The monster was pitch black, like night made flesh, with eyes of endless darkness, a hunched back, and a tail that lashed the air. A Riftborn Titan!
Its mouth, filled with fangs, opened in a laugh. "Humans!"
Its wings suddenly flapped faster, only to slow moments later, spreading above them. The wings expanded, staining the air like ink, and moments later, they were covered in darkness.
It was as if night had come—and so fast too! The darkness was too thick to be normal; it was as if they were submerged in inky waters without the liquid touching them.
Atrox and Takoda recognized the darkness immediately. It was the technique Sevrix used—the one where he planted a type of swelling shadow on the chief.
Without waiting, Atrox created fireballs around his tower. At the same time, silver light shone around where Steelclaw was, but all of this failed to illuminate the darkness.