Third Form!
As the monstrous creature rose from the ground, its malevolent presence was palpable. Its blood-red eyes seethed with anger, casting a menacing glow that sent shivers down the spines of those who dared to confront it. Its grotesque countenance contorted in a malevolent scowl, a harbinger of impending doom.
The creature, an embodiment of sheer power, extended both its front and hind limbs, seemingly preparing for a malevolent act that remained shrouded in ominous mystery. Silon, his voice barely a whisper, couldn't help but tremble as he murmured to his steadfast companion, Pentaro, who stood resolute, refusing to yield to the looming threat.
Sweat beaded on their foreheads, the tension in the air mounting with every passing second. The beast's next move was a chilling uncertainty, but then it happened.