With a fierce screech there were shapes that became visible in the dark mass that filled the sky. Various bodies rushed down covered in a fire as dark as their armours were. Their skin was a bright yellow and yet a foul and angry expression on their heads. Their heads weren't on top of their bodies, however. It seemed nearly as though they were a rider and it's mount. Yet it's mount was a spawn of evil. Heavily muscular, a claw on each arm and wings on it's back were the descriptions of the few glimpses most of the travelers got. The rider part of their bodies had only the upper half of the upper half, though it possessed no head. It's arms were significantly bigger, with 4 finger claws consistant of 90% nail.


Most of the guard readied their weapons.
"It's the mountain of Kod! Eveyone double the pace and don't look back!"

As soon as most of the people understood that it ment something bad, some of the curious and inexperienced adventurers went out of their way to stand their ground alone against the swarm of darkness that would soon engulf them.
Heads were removed and placed on top of the creatures. But all of those screaming faces turned to the same bland expression of anger. The face of Kod. 

Chaos and death reigned and rushed through the caravan.
Kor stook up his head. His eyes became as big as his teeth. "Oh-oh..."

Sargom let go of the second cart. She drew her blade. In a low grimm voice she proclaimed to all those behind her:
There's only 2 ways out of this alive! Either you run... or you fight!

[@Skrubsetsu]