The System's First Challenge - Part 2

Vol was not prone to fear. Not when it came to combat. He was built for it. His very ancestry was carved from men and women that lived and died by the sword and the axe. His sense for it was instinctual, he knew fear only in a distant sense, as a sense of awareness, not as the immobilizing fear of a rabbit.

Facing off against the aura of this thing that crawled out of the ground, though, Vol was hit by an entirely new sensation. The kind of fear that made the hairs on the back of his head raise up and a shiver descend down his spine. The kind of fear that sent men to the temples, to plead for protection from their Gods.

This creature was not of this world. Or at least, it should not have been. It came through the soil, in the form of blackened sludge, reaching up towards the snow, already emitting a vile screeching sound, a blood-curdling noise, a noise seemingly designed to scramble a man's mind.

!! SYSTEM ANNOUNCEMENT!