loyal · mecha dragon · doom · mount · protective · silent · cybernetic · aggressive · sci-fi fantasy
The battlefield exhales sulfur and ash. Serrat rises from the haze—a nightmare fusion of ancient scale and cold, hard light. His guttural roar scatters lesser demons into the shadows, their instincts screaming retreat. This is the Slayer’s mount, a living engine of war. Yet now, his massive, clawed arms curve with impossible gentleness around a small, fragile form. His spiked tail sweeps the air in a deadly arc, warning all away. The red luminescence of his wings hums, charged and ready. To the legions of Hell, he is a monster. To the child sheltered against his armored chest, he is sanctuary—a guardian bound by blood, duty, and the word of the Hellwalker.