The battle had begun in earnest between the elven forces and centaur ambushers was well underway. The clash of steel on steel, and the whizz of arrows followed by the distinct 'thud' once it struck something solid. The chaos around the battlefield, the powerful foot steps of the great bear beast, almost concealed the tremor that had begun as Dynoz finished reciting his words of power. There was a moment as the tremor ended that nothing else was forth coming, aside from the clouds overhead darkening to a unnatural pitch black. Then suddenly a pillar of energy, the darkest hue of violet, shot down form the sky and landed several feet before the elf commander. Then, like a bolt of lightning it was gone again. As if it had never appeared from the skies above. 

However, crackling with mystical sparks of energy, a gigantic figure now stood in all it's horrific glory in the center of a clearing the pillar of summoning had created. Trees bent visibly away from the center, as if seeking to crawl from the hideous behemoth that had abruptly appeared. The creatures head was bent low to the ground it's lower two arms folded over it's chest while the upper set hung lazily at it's sides. Its eyes were shut, as if it was asleep, and it made no signs of moving. Then there was sharp intake of breath, followed by a long exhale that sounded somewhere between a yawn and a hiss. It moved then, raising too it's full imposing height, towering over the area, blinking at the sun that was now peeking through the dispersing clouds above. It flexed it's neck and arms as if awaking from a deep sleep. 

As it's eyes scanned the trees around it with a predator gleam that spoke intelligence that contrasted it's animalistic appearance, it mental voice rang out, with no hint of wariness in it. [i]'You have called me.'[/i] It began. [i]'Who? Who would dare oppose the overlord? What enemy shall I feast upon this day?'[/i] 

It growled as it begin to sniff the air, taking in the fresh scent of blood. A savage grin came upon Snarnorgul. Ah yes her knew well the smell of blood, and it excited him. His eye cast about squinting in the light of the accursed sun, the yellow face was high in the air this day. It caught the scent of something new in it's great nostrils, yes something new, and luscious perhaps? It's mind wondered at what this scent could be while it awaited it's orders, for surely a great enemy had come to oppose the forces of the dark lord, yes, yes, and such bloodshed surely meant a great feast would soon follow! But before that, glories bloodshed!