A Dead Race?

Nereon's face was etched with despair as he lamented their impending doom, "We've been fortunate that the Kraken has yet to attack our village, but it's only a matter of time before it turns its wrath upon us."

"It's wrath? What do you mean? Why would it be angry at us?" Asher asked with furrowed brows.

Nereon's expression turned even grimmer as he revealed the true cause behind the chaos, "T-The Umbralfiends have returned, Your Highness. They're the ones waging war to claim these lands, and based on the tales of the past, the Kraken was their guardian, which the Ravager forcibly tamed to make it serve our kingdom. I don't know if this is really true, but if it is, then we are truly finished!"

"The Umbralfiends?" Asher's shock was palpable, for he only had a vague understanding of this ancient race, having believed them to be long extinct.