The Strongest - Part 5

It wasn't quite as big as a Death Knight, but it was large all the same. Large, and wreathing, almost like a Wood Sprite in the way it cast its flaming limbs about it. But then, it was far too round to be a Wood Sprite. Its head seemed to take up the majority of its body, and then from it, there extended ten furious limbs, lashing out at the world around it like lashes of a whip.

Transfixed by the sight, it took Vol just a moment to reach for his chest to confirm that he was still there. Then, he looked towards Penelope, and with a rough hand on her head, he spun her around to check on her as well.

"Hm?" Penelope said, with a small confused smile, not quite understanding his concern, but happy enough to have a hand on her head regardless.