That's Flamboyant For Sure

Red Rage's glow saved many from self destructive despair. He had almost lost count of just how many were saved by just glancing at his magnificent figure.

But this wasn't enough.

Saving their souls would only be relevant if their bodies were saved as well. After all, the brimming of the soul and mind with hope and zeal did no good to commonfolk.

At the moment, the biggest threat to the hundreds of people that were now looking at Red Rage, was a large creature that had fittingly proportional insect-like wings.

They kept it afloat as it looked keenly at Red Rage, appraising him.

The creature looked like a fat, misshapen worm with six limbs that stretched out from its body, their ends spotting low sharp claws bred from its stone-like texture.

Its wings were a pale shade of red with symbols on them that irked Red Rage.

How odd.