The Heathen

Silence, there was silence. When Aos' consciousness returned to her slowly forced herself to stand. Still reeling from the pain she had experienced she hadn't realized that she had returned to the familiar darkness.

In the far distance, a colossal humanoid figure stood shrouded. In this darkness, Aos attempted to sense around her for any latent energy yet the darkness blocked her repetitive trying completely. The shrouded figure altering Aos of their existence by conjuring a fierce and wrathful crimson flame. The crimson flame spread at a furious speed engulfing the figure.

The ominous figure's features which originally had been shrouded by the darkness now were hidden by the equally all-encompassing flame. Leaving only a humanoid figure standing motionless staring at the young Aos.

Aos in this darkness now witnessing this colossal humanoid engulfed in a hungering flame couldn't help but be frightened when she noticed that the figure had shown no reaction to now being completely covered by said flame.

The colossal figure began to slowly walk towards Aos. The figure's steps containing such force that although Aos who was far in the distance, was completely overwhelmed.

Aos in a moment of total fear sprinted in the other direction, away from the figure. Before Aos could make it 10 meters she noticed another similar flame ignite and engulf another similarly sized figure.

The new figure also began his march towards Aos. Within moments, another figure, followed by another figure began to surround Aos.

Aos looking around could see 9 colossal figures all engulfed with different shades of the crimson flame marching towards Aos.

Without being able to run away Aos froze as these figures lumbered their way towards her. Their gazes suppressing Aos. She could feel the might behind each figure. So much so that she started choking as their gazes suffocated her.

Yet, before Aos could fully suffocate a single thought came to her mind, "I am too weak." Her consciousness leaving her once more.