A bawl in the black, crack of a whip, and suddenly you're one-on-one with a sickening figure of fire and shadows. Two enraged eyes stare at you with glacial malice, and another bawl surges from its fiery mouth as if a warning or challenge to you. Spiky protrusions adorns its bony head, which itself is devoid of any expression. A quick snort escapes the creature's loose nostrils set within a compact nose. Its bony head sits atop a towering, powerful body. Scars cover nearly every inch of it, probably remnants of an encounter with a different, horrifying being. The creature flies closer to you, its legs gracefully carry its draconian body with a sedated energy. A rugged tail whirls behind it, runes cover it all across. Two incorporeal wings extend themselves fully. Spike bones, and shadowy feathers stretch upward before gently lowering again. The being looks toward the skhy, completely ignoring your existence.