Clay and the others glanced at him with confused expressions on their faces. However, that was when they heard it. A screech like no other sounded in the area. Warning them of the arrival of something far greater than what they had been facing for all of this time. Clay and the others gasped at the sight of it as the horde started to retreat. They scurried away with shrill screeches of their own as the boss finally made its appearance.
Exile wore a grim expression as he studied the creature. It was twelve feet tall and looked like the Deep Stalkers. Except it had ten arms that looked far longer and stronger than its weaker counterparts. 'This doesn't look good...'
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