It left a bit of an impression on me, seeing an enemy of such might contain such magnitude of power just from its appearance. I shuddered in anticipation, thoughts racing, not knowing what it was capable of. I saw all of my teammates and wondered what they thought of it while we eagerly awaited the start of the fight.

It didn't look too bad at first, until it gained energy to begin the Slaughter. The prelude, showing us a small glimpse of its power, along with its fighting elegance. After such a devastating move, the actual Slaughter begins, the pace of the fight increasing as time passes. It summons its innocent creatures to help combat us, unknowing to us of their deadly potential.

Then comes his true potential, the part where we're supposed to die, it seemed. After his minions have fallen, some having escaped and left a remnant of what they were in their wake, the beast paralyzes everyone, levitating us and leaving us defenseless to the attacks of the remnants of its minions. After that, it delivers one last blow to truly change the pace of battle, revealing its full potential.

You can hear its voice dominate the battlefield as its followers accompany it, a beautiful chorus as the battle continues between the Warriors of Light and this beast.

The walls began to crumble from its might, leaving us more vulnerable to his powerful attacks. He unleashed a devastating impulse of energy at all directions. My Brother at Arms had been unfortunate and had fallen off the arena, his screams silenced by the end of the fall. I can only fear what else this beast might have in store for us.

Exhaustion started to prevail among us all. Can this beast never die? Its attacks not slowing down as our minds started to fight against us. My other partner could no longer continue as the fight went on, her body collapsed in the middle of the battlefield. "Get up, you can't be done yet!" said our last remaining healer as he revitalized her.

The fight was drawing to an end, the beast slowing down, showing signs of weakness, but so did the rest of the party. I tried to cling on to dear life as my body began to fail me from the excessive damage I've received directly from the beast. "Just... a bit... longer..." I used the last of my strength for my last attack, then collapsed as the rest of the party managed to defeat the powerful primal. It roared as it was bested, those remaining smiling at their victory while tending to the lethally wounded. T'was a fight for the ages.

[If for some miracle I get picked, I would like the Scarf of Wondrous Wit.]