Terrorgaunt

In the darkest hours, when the moon is veiled by swirling clouds and the air grows still with dread, the Terrorgaunt takes flight. This enormous, vampiric beast, with wings as wide as the night sky and talons that glint like cold steel, is more than a predator—it is a nightmare incarnate. Legends whisper of the Terrorgaunt’s thirst for blood, a cursed hunger that drives it to silently stalk its prey before striking with a speed and ferocity beyond mortal comprehension. Its crimson eyes glow wit