Aren rushed at the priest. The priest turned around and used his hands, blasting Aren with a powerful gust of wind, but Aren was prepared this time. He used his tendrils to twist and create a tunnel; the wind hit it with a blast, but it was incapable of reaching Aren.
Instantly, his eyes scanned for the next best move. His shadow sense picked up everything around him. There was nothing that he could really do to get closer to the priest except take it head-on, so that was what he did.
"Brat, why can't you just stand down, huh?" the priest roared in anger. The liquid poured from its mouths and started turning into something else.
Aren thought it would be another human, but rather it formed into a twelve-foot-tall, one-eyed, hunched Cyclops.
"Roaaaaaarr!" it roared, thick saliva blasting into the air. Its teeth were inches long; a single bite would surely kill someone.
