A moan in the twilight, a ring of bells, and suddenly you're face to face with a bulky soul of fury and blood. Two ebon eyes stare at you with a terrifying grimace, and another moan surges from its bony mouth with a most putrid smell.
Four jagged horns adorns its wide head, which itself is covered in blisters and soils. Oozing magma escapes the creature's twisting nostrils set within a stubby nose.
Its wide head sits atop a slim, powerful body. An oddly gorgeous robe covers its torso, perhaps the remnants of an encounter in a different world.
The creature moves closer to you, its two legs steadily carry its infernal body with a hurried energy. A bony tail writhes behind it, coarse hairs cover it sporadically.
Two narrow wings extend themselves fully. Spiky bones, and fiery feathers stretch upward over the creature. The creature no longer looks at you, it has lost interest.