"Your display has only made a fool of you." The savage champion replied, wholly unconvinced of the speech it and its fellows had received.

The ambient corona that ebbed from the silhouette of the animal intensified, no longer but faint wisps of afterlife ether and now faint glimmers of something more. Yet instead, with a breath of its jaws they and the rest of the entity vanished, giving only a roll of wind and an unsettling calm that upset the already uncomfortable atmosphere, albeit now as a spirit of unearthly silence. The primal voice continued its response now unseen but rather felt, surely prowling about as one imagined any resplendent predator to.

[i]"For you know nothing of just who we are..."[/i] The air behind some of the sickly black figures rippled, wakes moving between their feet as they careened forward with their lunge, [i]"... not yet at least."[/i]

Like a clap of dull thunder, the ethereal being returned to this realm of existence, surrounded by faint emerald haze and right among a throng of the newfound enemy's number. Far larger than it seemed before, perhaps enhanced by the illusions and chaos of the conflict that had now come, it swiped from one side to the other in the single stroke of a paw; each great digit hewing just as a man would reap with a scythe. Rather than leave the blow alone to just the force of razored claws alone, the strike manifest with vibrant light which ceased thereafter, too fast to reconcile. Instead they burned through the air and left evaporating smoke of chartreuse in their aftermath.

It was evident that whatever had chosen to disturb them and their journey might not have made the wisest of its decisions.