[Darkest]

Nevjuul's mind went deeper and deeper into the Oddearth as he fell into a relaxed state. He picked through the soil and found what he was looking for. It was a prehistoric beast, a reletive of the Scrabs. It was much larger, and had claws that would prove useful.

He whispered to the skeleton of the prehistoric Scrab.

"Awaken, spirit, awaken. Do my bidding. Awaken and be refreshed, I open to you the door of life."

Nevjuul snapped out of his trance, the Scrab Riders were advancing on him. He felt a spear go right through his hand. Another seared his leg.

But his magic was almost done.

A few steps to his left, the rumbling began. As the earth quaked underneath them, the Black Riders rode away from the chasm. From it, the bony claw of a giant Scrab arose.

It climbed up higher and higher, until it towered at an amazing fourteen feet. Then, Nevjuul watched as it let out a bloodthirsty roar, shattering the forests and the mountains in sound.

But, the Riders took this the opposite way.

"Our Goddess! The titanic Dydsarai has come to kill you, Mountainbreaker Beasts!"

"Nay, that is one of our Gods! The warrior god, Hereidydjuanzi! He has come to kill you!!!!"

Nevjuul did not care what they though, he tied his control around the skeletal beast and prepared to use it.