Stained Credence. Book One: The Wretched
There it stood, that mephitic creature. It's dark eyes flashed with a mottled red, like rich velvet, and it snorted an ash-filled fire at finally seeing her. Famished by an insatiable appetite that could only be slaked by feasting on the devastation it reaped; it gnashed its ragged teeth, yellow strings if spit clingi...