At the edge of the village, the vilespawn fiend with the head of a deer and a humanoid body lay fast asleep. It curled into a fetal position in a mass of flesh and twisted rubble, looming like a giant egg. The cavernous maw on its torso, once a dark abyss, was scorched by flames that stripped away its eeriness. Embedded in the blaze was a broken gold knuckle, barely visible as it relentlessly seared the heavenly fiend's body.0

A strange black liquid, reminiscent of what Instructor Li had vomited in his dying moments, came oozing from all corners of the village, seeming to possess a life of its own. It gradually snuffed out the flames around the giant maw and attempted to corrode the knuckle.0

A faint chorus of wretched howls and screams...0