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Your feet refused to move. Instead, your mouth threw itself open, blabbing words you weren't paying attention to as your eyes remained fixated on your shining opponent.
The light was getting brighter and brighter. It was unlike any bioluminescence you were familiar with. Mary and Steele's absence was hardly noticed as you remained focused, unable to pull your eyes away from the occurrence, not thinking to do anything but look.
It was only when the light started <span class="mu-i">expanding</span> that your feet finally felt their weight.
No longer were you tied down by imaginary bricks. No longer did your feet belong to this very spot, feeling as if they were naught but tree roots in the dirt. No, in fact, they felt quite the opposite.
The light wasn't leaving the demon. Instead it was contorting it, growing it, forcing the dirt beneath its feet to give way as the creature's claws elongated, dug in deeper, sunk into the loosening dirt.
The creature had never stopped snarling. The low growl resounding throughout the battleground seemed to grow louder, ringing in your ears, causing concern to some distant entity that could barely made out as a faint human voice called out to you from behind. Steele's, certainly, but--
You forced yourself backwards, nearly stumbling, as something <span class="mu-i">flared</span> out of the light. It fell back into the glowing mass, its shape uncertain--
The light rendered you blind for just a moment.
When your vision returned, you were faced with the sight of the angriest long-haired wolf you'd ever seen.
Gone was the small bloodied pooch you'd been observing just moments before. Gone was the light that had swallowed it whole. In its place was a horrible snarling creature, its wounds healed, its expression filled with unimaginable amounts of hatred and malice, its noises unearthly and unwelcome and louder than you thought a wolf's cry could ever possibly be.
You'd seen a similar creature before, in theory, last night... but nothing quite like this.
Not nearly of this size. Not nearly of this temperament.
Not--
