"That‘s a Corpsefiend Dracolisk born right here in the Godgrave Mountains!" Luther breathed, excitement cutting through his whisper.
He added under his breath, "Years of drinking in death energy and ancient wraiths have mutated it. Its strength rivals High immortal Realm Level Six. and that hide is nearly impenetrable."
The monster caught the scent of living flesh. Slowly its massive head lifted, crimson pupils locking onto the two intruders while fresh saliva fell in thicker ropes.
"It's guarding something," Jared said, voice low but certain. His stare fixed beneath the statue‘s base where a pinprick of ghostly light flickered like an eye.
Luther followed the look and nearly vibrated. "A Ghost Clan relic, maybe! Mr. Jared, if we..."
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