Melting Point

Bianca's eyes narrowed at the sight of a large, red skinned man riding on top of a mutated tiger. 

At a glance, he appeared to be some sort of fire oni variant, with the usual staunch iron muscles and ashen grey hair.

Like the rest of the abominations, he wore a simple loincloth made from some sort of animal hide and what looked to be car parts.

However, the weapon in his hands was different.

He wielded an actual greatsword from the gates that had likely been recovered from the wastelands.

As his mount galloped toward Bianca, she could feel a distinct icy energy coming off the weapon in waves.

This guy was certainly different from all the rest of the rabble.

He was the first abomination who they'd come across who actually seemed like a dungeon boss.

"WHOREEESSS!!!"

Bianca felt her eyes narrow.

For some reason, it was like the abomination had a deteriorated mental capacity.