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Draugur · 1 [9/26/24]

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A being emerged.

It did not arrive, it did not approach — it emerged, as if from the very mouth of the mist itself ... with dripping skin and soulless eyes. Draugur felt it before he heard it, and he heard it before he saw it. The air would heavy, filling with an ill portent as the very life seemed to dissipate from the sky. The earth would groan, as if pained by the very presence of the cursed figure.

Draugur felt his hackles raise, his body stilling instinctually as the atmosphere twisted.

He hadn't noticed Abaddon, for all of his attention was instantly captured by the vision that unraveled before him. It was spectral, much like the bears had been. But this challenger felt ... different. It was, perhaps, as if he had only been introduced to the mini-boss before, and he had just now crossed the threshold into the lair of the boss.

The otherworldly growl shook him to the bone.

It was incorporeal.

Until it wasn't.

At the sound of the voice, Draugur's head would twist, finally breaking free of the frozen chains that had bound him. It spoke in riddles, the words filling his ears even as the boy flattened them against his skull. He did not recognize the small seed of fear that had planted itself in the pit of his stomach, his lips twisting into a growl as he snapped uselessly at the air. The space between them tasted foul, like grime and dirt.

Hvar ertu ...? 'What are you...?' He would speak in riddles of his own as his voice slithered from his tightened lips.

The poison would spread, burning his eyes.

His skin.

And the seed in his stomach began to blossom.

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