Chapter 52 - The Hollowfang Walks in Human Skin

The pit beneath them shook violently, a deep, rumbling sound that echoed up from the very bowels of the earth. Then, it exploded. Bones and dirt rained down like shrapnel, crashing against the ground in a chaotic symphony of destruction. The Hollowfang didn't just rise—it burst forth, surging upward in a writhing mass of shadow, bone, and decaying flesh. What emerged was not the same beast they had fought before. No longer a mindless, snarling monster, but something far worse. It was not just a beast—it was a manifestation of everything it had been forced to endure. It was a twisted, broken amalgamation of shadow and form, shifting and pulsating as it stretched upward, taking shape in the dark. It was agony made flesh.