He caught them completely off guard, attacking without warning.
Beneath their feet, a dark black pillar exploded upward, cloaked in filthy aura that killed everything it touched.
The pillar rose and rose until it reached the heavens themselves before erupting violently.
Yet the Second and Fifth Upper managed to endure and escaped the attack without injury.
One relied on sheer durability.
The other shielded himself with black flames while clad in the gigantic black Murgol Armor.
Old Marvas felt his nerves boil the instant he recognized who had attacked them.
Only seconds later...
That monster emerged from within the swamp of darkness.
Its body was grotesquely mutated, crimson flesh writhing with countless mouths growing from it.
A walking nightmare that spread terror to anyone who gazed upon it.
Enraged, Marvas roared at him.
"Why?!"
"Why are you standing against us, Gael?!"
