The figure hissed slightly, its prey was lost. It turned slowly around, "Come out.", it said softly. The breeze fluttered its cloak slightly before anything took shape. Out of what seemed like shadows, a green hand appeared, followed by a leather tunic. It was a umbla gllaos a creature from the Lands. It was ugly even by the worst far standards. One which looked like the leader hesitatingly stepped forward, it bowed "What do you want my lord?".
It sighed, "What did i tell you to do?"
The creature fidgeted slightly on the spot before replying,"To trap the human."
"Now he has died, due to him being cornered. What do you think I should do?"
"What I think..?"
The figure twitched something under its cloak, the creature saw it too late when it tried to run, it could not move. Its hands started to warp...
Away on a pasture, a shepherd awoke to what he heard as a inhuman cry of pain and horror.
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