0081 -The Dark Champion.
The pulsating resistance of the rift intensified, morphing the air around it like a shimmering mirage. A low growl, heavy with primal menace, vibrated through the ground, sending shivers down their spines.
Suddenly, the mirage solidified. A figure jumped out from the Spatial tear, a terrifying fusion of man and beast. Glistening dark fur, sleek tall form, rippled across its powerful, muscular form. It landed in a crouched stance, razor-sharp claws tearing deep into the dark blood-soaked earth.
The creature's elongated face, resembling a wolf's, stretched open in a terrifying slow snarl, revealing menacing curved fangs glinting with drool. But it was the eyes that truly chilled them to the bone – burning crimson orbs that seemed to pierce their souls with a chilling stare.