The Crimson Hound roared as it soared through the sky, its blood-soaked body cutting through the air like a bullet.
Lord Varos, unfazed, raised both arms high.
A wave of thick, greenish-black necrotic energy exploded out from him, sweeping across the battlefield and rotting everything in its path.
But the Hound didn't slow down.
Its wings flared out wider, accelerating instead of retreating.
The necrotic blast ate away at parts of its body, melting blood and flesh, but it didn't matter...
The blood simply regenerated.
New tendrils of red wrapped over the decayed areas, like the beast was made of endless living liquid.
Adam stood far behind, watching closely.
The Crimson Hound drew closer.
Lord Varos narrowed his eyes.
His skeletal frame radiated power, and in a sudden motion, his massive arm shot forward.
He caught the Hound by the neck mid-air.
The entire battlefield seemed to pause.
It seems like Lord Varos' strength stat wasn't low either...
